Pressure (Sunday's post)

The pressure certainly hasn’t let up. Last night I was just so exhausted that I chatted with Sara for a little bit and I crashed like a log. I feel kind of bad for skipping a day of my journal, but I’ve had it. I didn’t go to the gym, didn’t do anything but wake up, clean up, go to work, eat, work, eat, work… Okay, I did go to church, but besides that it was work work work.

We have a new preacher at church. Our old preacher was just filling in until the church could hire a new preacher. The old preacher was actually a doctor. Specifically, he was an anesthesiologist. So the joke at church was that it was okay if you fell asleep. He was used to it. (ba-dum-pshh!) Actually, he was/is a very good preacher.