Somehow or another, I have lost another day I my life. This is Saturday, is it not? That’s what my calendar says and yet it has been a jumbled week. A week ago we were being shut down by snow and cold weather. What we got was far less than what was predicted but the roads were bad enough that we cancelled church. So, that is the first thing that messed up my brain. —- no church on Sunday. Then came Monday, which was not only a Holiday, (Martin Luther King Day), but also the roads were still bad to be traveling so I didn’t go to work on Monday which confused my scheduled brain. Tuesday I had surgery on my arm, and while it was a same day surgery and I went home after the surgery, I slept most of the day.

Wednesday I was supposed to go to work but was still under the weather from my surgery so I didn’t go to work that day either. Pastor Art and I did communicate though about stuff so I basically worked from home, in between naps. However, not going to work when I should have been at work, was again, enough to screw up my brain and week. Thursday is, I think, my lost day. I can’t tell you anything about Thursday except that for whatever reason, Ms. Kate and I went and did some minor shopping and went out to lunch at Western Ribeye and Ribs. I began some sermon work and watched my Thursday night TV shows. (It must have been an exciting day, huh?)

Yesterday morning I got up at 0530, showered and got ready to go to Deaconess Hospital to be with a parishioner whose husband was going to have surgery on his carotid artery. At 0600 I was ready to get in the car when I got a text from her that the surgery was cancelled because the doctor was sick. So —- great, another screwed up day. I went back in the house, sat in my recliner and got another couple of hours sleep while I waited for Ms. Kate to wake up. I spent most of the day downstairs in my office working, and last evening I just watched TV.

Now it is Saturday morning, and I’m watching the cardinals and mockingbirds as they look for food on mostly empty feeders. I’ve been a bad host and let things run out. It isn’t terribly cold out there this morning and is supposed to warm a bit more. I’ll go out in a bit and fill things up again. We have more bitter cold coming and the gang needs food and water. I also need to get some sunflower seed and my arm is strong enough to carry the bags now, I think. I took the bandages off yesterday morning except for the steri-strips that hold the wound together. I was told not to take them off but to let them fall off naturally.

Well, there. Is my week. I guess I have accounted for every day except that it all seems fuzzy still. Was it just a week ago that we were snow in?? Tomorrow is our winter congregational meeting and I hope we will find out something about getting aa new pastor. Until next time — I bid you peace my friends. Have a most blessed day.