I sang 5 of my favorite hymns in two great worship gatherings.
I joined in celebrating the contributions of two of the most influential people in my Mississippi experience.
I rocked Boggle with my roommies.
I cried my eyes out over the departure of two of my roommies.
I made a serious dent in Jane Eyre.
I fell asleep on the porch.
I enjoyed a beautiful, sunny walk along the beach.
I almost drown in my car in the bayou that has become of my back yard after daily torrential rains.
I slept about 4.5 hours, total.
I was locked out of my office.
Three homeowners called to thank us for helping them.
I did not hear back about any jobs.
I did not hear back about any pending grant requests for homeowners.
I sent a controversial email.
I pulled the wait list of 125 homeowners who've asked for our help.
I called 20 homeowners who still need help.
I prayed for all the people we won't get to this year. Or next. Or soon enough.
I enjoyed a meal lovingly prepared and presented by my roommate. I didn't lift a finger. It was a really good meal.
I washed four loads of laundry.
I saw one amazing movie with one amazing young friend who made my day.
I did not watch the presidential debate. We do not have cable tv and I wasn't home anyway.
I watched clips of the debate online and remembered why I loved cable.
I looked up more info on Dennis Kucinich eventhough I still feel like I'm a Hillary-girl.
My dad saved my butt and made my day.
My cousin emailed me and made my day (he's coming to visit this weekend).
My pastor/great friend listened, really listened, and made my day.
I developed some strange (clearly stress-related) allergy to Mississippi which involves my throat closing almost completely.
May this roller coaster ride continue......