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Sundays and especially the mornings use to be my busiest day of the week when I was working as a minister. Getting the music ready, making sure the teachers were in place, is the piano player here, where are the ushers, is the nursery unlocked, greeting people as they came in, asking people if they would like to be on the music schedule, the list went on and on and on. Oh, and yes since I was the music/youth minister that meant there was thee pastor to deal with as well whatever his wants I had to fetch. Wasn't as bad as it sounds actually lol. Today, my Sunday morning is way less stressful: cooked some breakfast (eggs & bacon), read the newspaper, gave a piece of bacon to "Taco" my sisters dog - which then immediately made him lay with his tummy in the air to be rubbed lol so that was done as well. Come to think of it where is MY tummy rub? lol. Hmmm? Missing my man right now. I also washed the dishes, and took out the trash. Now me is going to take a nice hot shower getting all squeaky clean, curl up with my Patricia Cornwell book and read & relax. Gotta love this Sunday morning.
