Yesterday was a bit of a disaster for me. I had woken up at midnight the night before and stayed awake all night. I worked for eleven hours yesterday on no sleep. I had a telephone meeting with a bunch of people who were using a speaker phone. I couldn't really hear them and their idea of the purpose of that meeting and mine were very different. But I swear I could HEAR them rolling their eyes at me. It wasn't good.
I went to Mass at lunch and got ashes. The Cathedral was absolutely packed. And many of the people were saying the old responses - that we stopped using at Advent last year. People love Ash Wednesday. And that's good.
My boss told me to come in late today. If it wasn't snowing, I would either drive in or park my car at the nearby park 'n ride and take a later bus. But I do not want to deal with driving today and I really don't want to end my day by scraping the ice and snow off my car and driving in this. So, I will take the latest bus out of my neighborhood. At 6:50. (maybe I will pray the bus doesn't show up so I can take a snow day?)
I started the week feeling great after a long weekend where I deliberately got a lot of sleep. Two days in, I am exhausted again. My hope is that I will get used to it, and that I will continue to find ways to sleep later by preparing at night and by skipping things.
"We can believe that God is in His heaven and that He has purpose for our lives, which will eventually work out as long as we try to live the way we believe He wants us to live. It has been said that we should 'wear the world like a loose garment.' That means that nothing should seriously upset us because we have a deep and abiding faith that God will always take care of us. To us that means not to be too upset by the surface wrongness of things, but to feel deeply secure in the fundamental goodness and purpose in the universe." - July 16 reading from Twenty-Four Hours a Day