Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Tuesday bruise day
Tuesdays are my Mondays. They are definitely not my I-don't-have-to-run-day. The day started out with me racing to St. Willy's to make it in time for the pre-Mass Confession. Tuesdays are the day that I serve at Mass, so I had to get a clean slate. The fuel tank was on E but just barely below the hash and there's a gas station just a couple blocks away just in case I did run out. But I didn't beat the clock. Thankfully the priest at the Mass I served at was early and I got that clean slate. Work, work, work and then straight from work to home to YMCA with Teresa and then from Y to getting Teresa to zzzzzzzzz's. Garbage night. Dishes and now blog. My wife is still nesting. And as I write these words, she has added a baker's dozen to my list of things to do. TGIW... almost.