Wow, I have been called out onto the carpet……..an infection, imagine that? Not going away on it’s own either……I needed antibiotics. Too bad someone didn’t tell me that before. I probably would have been to the doctor long ago! bwhahaha!

Okay, I a stubborn, but I am beginning to think that everybody else just may be right, so I have scheduled a doctor appointment for tomorrow morning. It does pain me to admit it, but I just do not seem to be getting better on my own. I suppose I have waited long enough for about 10 viruses to run their course too. SO….it will be interesting to see what tomorrow brings.

Although I have really been trying to rest, or even as they say “take some time off,” today I have been run ragged. I have seen my pillow much less than I have the auto repair technicians (the tires were bad on Amanda’s car and I have to see them again tomorrow), roofers (who I also will see again tomorrow), some of my lacrosse players retired and active (some who are staying the night with Stephanie and I will also see tomorrow), and my family, who I have passed occasionally back and forth dealing with all the other stuff. It doesn’t make for good recovery time (which I need) but hopefully at some point it will all settle down.

My wife, though delightful, is the queen of OCD, and Christmastime is a time when it isn’t very hidden.

It seems so hard to imagine that I have missed just about 48 hours of life right before Christmas service, but that is indeed true. I am pretty beat (exhausted), but in just about 7 hours I will preside over one of our many Christmas services. My sermon is finished, the bulletins are done, the parking lot is clear, and if anything gets in the way someone else will just have to deal with it. I am thankful just to make it.

Of course I thought, or better yet assumed, that after I would receive the very first flu shot that I have ever had in my life that it might make me a bit immune…….of course that was wrong. I have been miserable all day (and last night), in bed, and hoping and praying for a great day tomorrow. I rarely ever get sick, but this is exceptionally stressful this week. I missed a good 24 hours I needed to prepare, and will be scrambling, feeling better or not, tomorrow.

Although it felt great, when you are already under the weather, shoveling the parking lot at St. Patrick’s by hand was perhaps a bit much. It DID need to be done, and to be honest, I had no desire to head over and sweat my brains out right before services on Christmas Eve. It however is done, and I pray no more snow comes before Friday, and that no one takes our shovel like they did the last one.

Wow, if it were not for all that global warming I would swear it was WINTER….oh yeah, it IS. Our new snow blower got its third full workout on the season’s first day today. Of course it was Scotty at the controls. He loves that thing and does a great job with it. I can’t tell you how much that pleases me too.