Pastor's Kid Evening (even when you're not a kid anymore!)

I’m doing errands tonight. My parents are involved in some sort of counseling situation that requires privacy, and since the church office is in our home, that’s also where this type of meeting takes place.

If I don’t go out for the evening, I’m basically stuck confined to my bedroom for as long as their meeting lasts.

I always hated this part of being a pastor’s kid as a teenager – having to give up freedom in my own house because of dad’s job.

I can’t say that I’m all that much more crazy about it now, but at least I have a driver’s license, and access to a car tonight. I can escape the in-home prison. I’m off to a local Christian bookstore to look for study guides on Mark, to a computer shop to buy an adapter that will allow my laptop to plug into the church’s data projector for the next youth event, to the library, to return books and pick up some others, and possibly to a coffee shop to do some writing if I still need to kill time after the first set of errands are accomplished.