This week, as I was looking at my calendar and realizing I had a lot on it for today (including watching my BIL get baptized!), I realized I'd penciled in that I had a conference call today. The scary thing was it didn't have a time attached to it. At the time, I feared the worst - that the work call I had already obligated myself to would interfere not only with the baptism service, but with my other obligation at my own church - hanging with the 2-year-olds at the 11:00 service. With great trepidation, I emailed my contact to ask if there was still a call on Sunday, and if so, had the time been set? I just knew it would conflict with both other things I wanted to do today. And then the email came back: 8:30 ET! Now I know what you're thinking: she's excited about a 6:30 call on a Sunday morning? And the answer is an unequivocal YES!
Here was my thought process:
- Conference call at 6:30, done by 7:30 at the latest.
- Go for a walk.
- Hang with the Twos at the 11:00.
- Go to brother's baptism service.
- Come home and rest.
Although the day would be starting early, it worked out perfectly, AND I'd be paid for that first item on the list!
Fast forward to a very short night last night. Here's what actually happened:
- Get up at the crack, not quite so cheery about this day as I thought I'd be. And yet, it's a beautiful one.
- Have conference call, which goes well.
- Think seriously about going back to bed.
- See a dear Chicago friend post on FB that she's going for a run/walk. Become encouraged to do the same.
- Take the short, fast, very uphill walk to the dogpark.
- Get a chance to pray and thank God for this beautiful day, pray for the BIL, pray for the people getting ready for the 9:00 service at church, and listen to some good music.
... all while sweating like a pig :)