No, the title of this blog does not mean that I rode a bike today, nor does it mean I went to spin class. (Hmm.. remember when I was going to do that twice a week every week? What happened to that?)
No. The title is merely a metaphor for my day. I hit the ground spinning from the time my feet hit the floor this morning. I prepared a Sunday School lesson for the 16-17 year-olds, had a rehearsal for the choir before church, played the organ in Sacrament, directed the choir in our first performance with me as choir director, taught Sunday School, played the piano for Relief Society, held choir practice after church,,, attended the Seminary Fireside, and got my PPT ready for tomorrow morning's 8am meeting. And somewhere in there, I prepared the strawberries for my mom and dad's strawberry shortcake craving. I had a lot of help with that, thank goodness.
Who says Sunday is a day of rest?
Icing on the cake was when Esther Dernbach brought over a bag of goodies and a beautiful note thanking for my service as RS President. It was so thoughtful, and really made my day. Now THAT,,, is a true RAK :) Our new presidency is awesome.
I'm actually looking forward to going to work tomorrow. That is cool. I believe it is going to be a good week.
Football season is almost here!! We are about to enter my favorite season of the year, FALL!
Did not get my Raechel fix today. I miss her.
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Sunday, January 24, 2010
Day 167, 198 to go
Look at me, nearly to the half-way mark! I'm hanging in there..... sometimes much to the chagrin of my many followers :) I say that with a very pointed tongue in my cheek. :)
Is it possible to get bed sores from sitting too long in my La-Z-Boy? I do so like my chair.
RAK--tonight I did the dishes so Ellen wouldn't have to. I think that qualifies....I've been examining my motives behind it, and I believe they may actually be satisfactory. Of course, it did open the door for me to ask favors of her tonight, so in that, my RAK was self-serving, but I don't think I took advantage of it, so that makes my gesture acceptable in my book.
Another weekend has passed.....This one ended with an episode of Jane Austen's "Emma." Yep, I'm a member of the Jane Austen fan club; I admit it. Whenever I read her books, it makes me yearn even more to be a published author. I love writing.
Maybe this week I will hear from that publisher.... And good Lord willing and the creek don't rise, I will mail my manuscript to DAW Books. Why... Why... Why do I keep saying that I will, but then I don't? What in the world is there to lose? My pride? That happened after the rejections hit the high double digits. So what of it? I wish I could figure out what I am waiting for.... a miracle perhaps? Rick says "Send Moses down the Nile... and let someone else follow his path." I know there is a metaphor in there for me,,,,, question is, am I clever enough to figure it out? I believe he is trying to tell me to mail the frickin manuscript, and shut up about it. Yep, that sounds like Rick.
Is it possible to get bed sores from sitting too long in my La-Z-Boy? I do so like my chair.
RAK--tonight I did the dishes so Ellen wouldn't have to. I think that qualifies....I've been examining my motives behind it, and I believe they may actually be satisfactory. Of course, it did open the door for me to ask favors of her tonight, so in that, my RAK was self-serving, but I don't think I took advantage of it, so that makes my gesture acceptable in my book.
Another weekend has passed.....This one ended with an episode of Jane Austen's "Emma." Yep, I'm a member of the Jane Austen fan club; I admit it. Whenever I read her books, it makes me yearn even more to be a published author. I love writing.
Maybe this week I will hear from that publisher.... And good Lord willing and the creek don't rise, I will mail my manuscript to DAW Books. Why... Why... Why do I keep saying that I will, but then I don't? What in the world is there to lose? My pride? That happened after the rejections hit the high double digits. So what of it? I wish I could figure out what I am waiting for.... a miracle perhaps? Rick says "Send Moses down the Nile... and let someone else follow his path." I know there is a metaphor in there for me,,,,, question is, am I clever enough to figure it out? I believe he is trying to tell me to mail the frickin manuscript, and shut up about it. Yep, that sounds like Rick.
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