historical society and missing Mass

Well, today is Monday, October 8, 2007. Eight months until I retire. I can hardly wait and I am scared. Hate the idea that this is the "last phase" of my life...I better make it a good one!
I MAY decide to work partime, but if I do, it will be only to raise money so I can travel a bit. Maybe I will work for a temp service. If my medical is covered and I can come and go pretty much as I like with that...Hmmm.

Last night I took the Xanax the Dr gave me to sleep, and I slept the night away from 10 till 5 this morning. That is good for me. Then I got all guilty feeling about taking something to sleep...like, why do I not just sleep? I could drive myself crazy asking questions about that but it is boring.

Worked at the historical society on Saturday and had two visitors. A gentleman called Apache Jack and Mariann from NJ who was searching for her family. Jack has forgotten more about my hometown than most people remember so he is always a good resource. Mariann found some of her relatives buried at the Shawnee, so we went up there to visit the graves. She left a message tied to the headstone for anyone else visiting the site to contact her. There were some plastic flowers on the grave, old but by just a year or two. Maybe she has relatives she doesn't know in the area.

So, I missed the four o'clock Mass...then went home and forgot to go at 6:00 om. And in the morning talked myself out of the 8:30 and 11:00 because my knees hurt. I am pathetic. Truth is, I don't feel the connection to the church since they combined the three parishes and I am worried about that. What if I never feel the connection again!?
Never mind, I will find someone to go with next Sunday. That may be the problem, I need a buddy to go with. Then maybe go for coffee afterward. That would be cool. Now I really am pathetic.

Well, it is now Monday and I promised myself I would go to Lowe's and buy paint and finish the trim on the back deck. Work tomorrow ,so I better get to it.