Well, I haven't had much to say since Thanksgiving -- too much "stuff" going on I guess. Thanksgiving with the family was great -- the only thing to have made it better would have been having Ben there instead of at work. I managed to dodge the "work" bullet for both the holiday and Black Friday. I was wise enough to not even think about going shopping at 4 or 5 AM, and waited until about 3 to get some groceries. By then the stores were pretty dead -- thankfully.
Sunday at church was weird with the specter of possible closure hanging over the congregation. Of course, the rumor was rampant that I was intent on closing the church from the first day I got there. That of course is patently false, but I guess they needed someone to blame. I dispelled that rumor publicly. If I had been so sure about closing the church last winter I would likely not have accepted the task and, if I had it would have been long since accomplished. Two of my four board members have already jumped ship (pretty clear indication of the future of the church I think). The whole thing becomes very exhausting, but next Sunday they will vote on my recommendation to close -- more later.
And after all of that, I got to drive home in our first yucky storm of the winter, slipping and sliding as I went. Also went to work and got to drive home in it at near midnight. All is safe and sound.
Had the day off today and dug out the boxes of Christmas stuff -- put some out, but the tree will come out later in the week. By next weekend, it should look like the Griswold house around here. We have all Ben's stuff, all my stuff, and some stuff we got when Mother emptied out her house. So what did we do tonight? Went and bought just a few more decorations -- don't know where everything is going, but it will be both a challenge and a joy to see it all. That's about all from this frozen winter wonderland -- hug someone and drive carefully.
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frozen wonderlands need hot cocoa; go make some.
I am happy to read that you made it through your travels safely.
We should send you some of the boxes of decorations that we have and never put up anymore.
The church thing is sad, but reality is sometimes sad. My wife's home church is facing a similar reality - which they are refusing acknowledge as they have refused to do for more than ten years now.
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