You know what sucks?? Working for a church.? Ok, it’s not so much that working for an actual church that sucks, but the church holidays that happen along the way.? Christmas is a particularly bad one.? I like Christmas and all, but my particular job is such that I have specific deadlines and Christmas falls right in the middle of that deadline.? Thanksgiving blows for that reason too.? But what is the icing on the cake is Easter.? Oh Easter, how I loathe you.
Somewhere way back when a lame ass calendar planner said, “hey!? let’s make Easter a roving holiday just to screw with everyone.? It has to be on a Sunday and all.? Why not make it a random Sunday… better yet, lets make easter? the first Sunday after the full moon which happens upon, or next after the 21st day of March; and if the full moon happens upon a Sunday, Easter Day is the Sunday after.”? Random enough for you?? Why couldn’t they have just said, “The second Sunday in April” and called it good.? Then time went and screwed everything up and put St. Patrick’s Day during Holy Week in a year when Easter happens to be… yep… right in the middle of my deadline.? Cause you know that only happens once ever 150 years or so.
And to make things even better, we’re Lutheran.? One of those religions that celebrates every day in Holy Week as if it were something special, (well, except Monday through Wednesday, but oh yeah, St. Patrick’s Day.)? So this week consists of Palm Sunday where the trusty husband and I both rang bells at the trusty in-law’s church, St. Patrick’s Day (16 people at my house for dinner), Maunday Thursday where both the trusty husband and I are ringing bells at the trusty in-law’s church, Good Friday where the trusty husband in ringing bells at our church and I’m doing a reading, Easter Vigil where I will likely be too tired to actually attend service and Easter Sunday where I have to be up at the ass crack of dawn, look cute and serve breakfast to 400 people.? And I do it because I like it.
Somewhere in all of that I have to fit in work.? And a deadline.? However, my brain is so fried from all that I have done and all that I have to do there is no room for thinking about work.? I feel like printing out all of the articles stapling them together putting it on the counter in the church office and sending a postcard to all 550 households saying, the ONE copy of the church newsletter is on the counter in the office.? Take a look if you are interested.? If not check back in May.
I seriously lack the creative energy to churn out a newsletter that is 1) eye appealing and 2) edited. To make matters worse I misplaced an article that was turned in to the office instead of emailed to me.? Honestly… who doesn’t know how to attach a file to an email?
I want to sit around and play with my 3 year old.? I want to do what I did yesterday with my 2 hours of blissful free time and watch Disney movies.? I want to fingerpaint and teach my child the art of cookie making.? But I also want the money that my job brings in.? So here I sit, wasting my time writing this feeling even more guilty for shirking my responsibilities.? Aww, to hell with it… who needs a 20 page church newsletter anyway.