Guess where I am. At the Church.
Guess what time it is. 8:00pm… on Sunday!
Guess why. Because I don’t have a key to lock the fricken door and I have to wait for someone to come and lock it!!!!!!
What is worse is that while I am waiting, I checked my email. And now… I am writing a blog post. This has become a sickness really.
All I want to do is go home, have some food and a nice glass of wine. Is that too much to ask? I had to finish off my nice weekend with D by teaching confirmation tonight. I will admit it was fun. We made sensationalized commercials about the healing powers of various church objects. Actually it was freekin hilarious.