Not going to St. Paul's yesterday (seriously, still broken-hearted about it) and then nothing planned for today due to the religion class almost everyone else is taking this afternoon. My ankle--and the rest of my poor body that isn't used to all of this excitement could use the rest.
Last night I did go out to see a play. I don't even want to talk about it. The most edifying thing was that they sold ice cream at the interval. I did not buy any.
A week ago I left home. I can't believe it's only been a week. I feel like I've lived more in the last week than I have in my whole life. I had the highest of highs (staring up at Big Ben, for example) and the lowest of lows. Every day felt so long because of everything I was doing. It's amazing all the wonderful things that have happened so far. But still, it's been one of the most challenging weeks of my life. I can't wait to see what else is going to happen!
Still praying for you, honey. I hope you're up and about soon!
ReplyDeleteThanks for inviting me to your blog! I'm already thoroughly enjoying romping through it. And, I must say, working in the primary I can totally understand the neccessity for an armored skirt. Just sayin.
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