Slain

Sleet and freezing rain - slain. That's what you feel like when you have to go out in the stuff. It took me over an hour to extricate my poor Baby from the parking spot, between shoveling off the car (three inches of snow crusted over with a layer of ice) and then the blacktop, buried beneath the same. I kept wishing someone would come along and give me a push. The thought occured to me that after I shovel the space out and leave, some lazy guy (this place is full of smoking, drinking, out of work men) will come along and park there, not caring that I spent so much time clearing it out. It's enough to make you cuss, but I will not get upset. I will leave it in God's hands.

The great thing was that I didn't have to drive far, and the store was virtually empty. No line! No cart jockeying! No noise! I was able to complete my errands and get out of there in record time. I know I have a limited time to get things done before my minimal supply of energy runs out, so I am trying to get the music for PrayerSong ready. There are at least two and maybe three women joining us tomorrow, and I need to have full folders of music all organized, punched and ready for them. We get few rehearsals, and I don't want to waste any precious time organizing music.

Once that's done, any left over energy will go for housework (the place is a mess) and laundry (the very thought of trudging down those creepy cellar steps makes me cringe). I also bought some Easter things for my sweet little grand daughters Katie and Kelly, and if I have energy left over, I will package that up to mail. If not, I will do it Monday morning.

Slow and easy. Go at the pace you can sustain without killing yourself. I gave myself permission long ago to just not do things when I find myself in an energy crisis. So I don't deliver on something. The world will not come to an end. Let people think what they will. I can only do what I can do, I make no apologies. Somehow things eventually happen and the world moves on. For now, I believe I will take a nap, and perhaps feel more like doing a few more things later.