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Friday, December 16, 2005
I've been walking around like a zombie all week, only instead of feasting on the brains of the living, I'm swiping cookies from the nursery school parties. Other than that, it's the same blank stare and shuffling gait.
Aside from the fact that I'm once again totally failing at Christmas by any sort of secular yardstick that includes buying a metric buttload of presents, the main thing that's messing me up is a new development at St. Ned's.
TheRev is leaving for a new job at a church in Virginia, and will be gone in a month. So now we get to spend 2006 finding a new rector, which is right up there with invasive colon surgery and the IRS on most people's list of favorite things to do.
Except that it's really clear that the Holy Spirit is totally at work here, so any sort of extended freaking out seems inappropriate. Seriously. Most of my anxiety is related to really minor stuff, like hoping that the new guy will find me hilarious enough to overlook the fact that wild monkeys have apparently thrashed my new cube. But St. Ned's is going to be fine. Yes. I'm a big grownup here. Yes.
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