a post written monday.

Sunday was good.  Worship went well.  Mom and Emma were here.  I put together some IKEA furniture and continued to settle into the house.  I read a lot, now being hooked on The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.  [A note added Wednesday: I have since finished said book.  Super confused about the ending?  Anyone else?]  I had dinner and a late night of laughing at jD and Lauren’s house with Paige.

Oh, how things change.  Today I feel like I can’t keep my head above water.  [Another note from Wednesday: Tuesday was no different.]  I feel like so much of my time in the office is wasted by solicitors and simply clearing off my desk so more mail that needs to be sorted can be put on top of it.  [I answered a phone call and was told that I had to serve time in jail by the March of Dimes.  I would have to raise bail in the amount of $1000 and serve an hour of time.  Um, I’m not comfortable doing that in my second week here?]  We still have no internet so my list, entitled “Upon internet,” keeps growing.  [Rumor has it we’re on a waiting list to get it too!  A waiting list?  What the face.]  I have two sermons to write this week and had a really strange conversation with a person, which I’m afraid I did not handle well at all.  I don’t know what to expect for the first council meeting tonight.  I have more questions than I know what to do with, and still very little clue of who to even ask half of the stuff.  Today is not a good day.  I’m treading water but my legs are growing tired.

I’ve drank too much coffee and not enough water; my hands are shaking.  I want to retreat to my house and just breakdown [sometimes that simply needs to happen] but my house is currently unavailable.  [A new back door is being installed.]  And so I ran away to a place in Austin with internet.*  It was in the plans for the day to begin with but now it’s serving not only as Lindsay-needs-internet time but Lindsay-needs-a-time-out time.  It’s on days like this that I question my ability as an administrator.  I love doing ministry – totally and completely.  I wish I could do ministry without worrying about a budget to balance, internet issues, and going to a million different meetings every week.  I suppose the challenge at hand is to learn to do ministry through those tasks; wish me luck.

* I wrote this before I ran away in search of internet.  What did I find upon arriving in the magical land where wireless exists, aka a coffee shop?  That the entire city of Austin had lost power.   No internet for Lindsay; no internet for anyone.  This land was not magical at all.