Friday...

I have a friend who reads what I email her and wittily comments.  She, also, reads what I don't write and knows when something is amok.  She knew yesterday that something was wrong because of what I didn't say.  She took the time to call me last night.  She let me be...well, she let me be ME.  "I don't do well when I have things planned every day of the week." ~ I lamented.  

My charming friend listened with a sympathetic ear.  Her advice - cut something.  "Is there anything that you can say 'no' too?" my charming friends asked.  "Not really.  Not right now," the curly haired girl replied.

This week - now that it's Friday and I can safely look back to Monday - reminds me of cookie dough.  You take a variety of ingredients and mix them all up...during the mixing-up, it's not pretty.  It's not pretty at all.  Eggs, sugar, butter, flour, baking soda (or is it powder?  I haven't baked chocolate chip cookies in sooo long!), etc.  All of those ingredients get thrown in a bowl and then mixed-up...like my week...

Jury duty (2 days) + trying to squeeze in trips to the gym (which is what I needed to do) + normal Bible study + meetings + coming back in to work after having my mini-two-day-jury-duty-vaycay + packing for retreat + making sure I had the craft supplies for retreat + getting groceries and the list goes on and on and on and on...

You see where I am going with that.

I'm pretty sure jury duty was the proverbial straw that broke the poor camel's back.  Can you imagine having a broken back?  The pain that the poor camel must be in...I mean HELLO -- he has humps on his back too.  Ouch!  

Where was I?  I digress.  Oh - yes, jury duty.  It was exhausting.  All day Wednesday, I kept mentally replaying all that I heard over the course of the two days...all that wasn't said by the witnesses.  I don't know how people recover from serving on juries for extended periods of time.

Last night - I cashed my $13 jury duty paychecks and treated myself to a manicure and a tall iced beverage from Starbucks.  I sooo wanted to post on Facebook, "Thank you, criminals of Winnebago County for making my manicure and iced beverage possible"...but I thought twice and realized that wasn't quite appropriate.  It was funny but wrong.   

Here it is Friday and I have pretty fingernails.  They are a pink sparkly color.  My cuticles look fabulous.  

My car is loaded up with all my retreat supplies - bedding, clothes, jammies, craft supplies, etc.  I have one hour left in my workday and then I will be heading up to Camp Joy.  I'm thankful that I will have 2 passengers - our choir director's wife and their lovely son.  The Lord knew that I needed a passenger (or two :)) to help make the trip up more enjoyable and less lonely.

Our retreat theme is contentment.  Our speaker Mrs. Gliser.  Details to follow.

Have a lovely weekend, Blog-stalkers!!!  Go to the apple orchard!!!  Enjoy this Autumn-ish weather we are having!!!  As I look out and see the squirrels scurrying about gathering nuts, I have to wonder if we are going to have an "early" winter.  Hmmmm...it's something to consider.

Tootles!