Sunday excitement
Sunday, September 4th, 2011 10:40 pmThough my migraine's ongoing, I decided it wasn't bad enough to keep me from getting out of the house today. So, for the first time since Easter, I went to church! I am sure the sermon had a message I needed to hear, but I was too distracted to hear it. Heh. Actually, rather a lot of it seemed to be about standing still and letting God fight your enemies for you, which I'll take as instruction to stop stressing out about all the little things that have been bothering me recently. (Me stop stressing out? Easier said than done!)
After the service was over, there was the traditional gathering in the conference room with food served by friendly, efficient women while fruit punch was offered by overly enthusiastic children. Sadly, there were no caffeinated beverages available--and no, I really don't understand how any kind of post-church gathering without coffee or tea ever managed to meet with any kind of approval. But anyway, there was actual food there rather than just cookies, so I made a good lunch of meatballs and empanadas. I also had a bit of fun people-watching in an environment rather different from my usual. I'm not sure if it was because of the holiday weekend or because the fellowship time was one time when folks could count on getting food, but, aside from some families with children, the people hanging out in that room seemed to be, in large part, misfits (and I am, of course, including myself in that category). If there isn't a group named "Misfits for Christ," there really should be.
After lunch, I was still migrainey but still felt like doing something, so I decided to go downtown to Eastern Market and wander a bit. Though I decided soon after getting there that I was in serious need of caffeine, I eventually wandered around amongst the arts & crafts vendors and the Sunday flea market, focusing my attention on jewelry, greeting cards, and paintings. Since my visit was unplanned and I do try to avoid leading myself into too much temptation, I didn't have much cash on me--but Archelaus Cards, my favorite purveyor of fine cards, may have received a bit of my spare change.
After the market's five p.m. close, I made my way to a local bookstore. Didn't buy a thing, though I might have been tempted if it weren't for the headache making my eyes go unfocused. Did keep thinking about how impossible it would be to go through that shop in a wheelchair, though. In fact, I can't say that the store was all that friendly to people with hips. After browsing there a little while, I went to the local organic market, bought a chocolate cookie, and then made my way home. Here at home, I've done a small but not entirely insignificant amount of cleaning, been bitten five or six times by a single hungry mosquito, and wondered if there's anything I want to eat before going to bed. Decisions, decisions.
After the service was over, there was the traditional gathering in the conference room with food served by friendly, efficient women while fruit punch was offered by overly enthusiastic children. Sadly, there were no caffeinated beverages available--and no, I really don't understand how any kind of post-church gathering without coffee or tea ever managed to meet with any kind of approval. But anyway, there was actual food there rather than just cookies, so I made a good lunch of meatballs and empanadas. I also had a bit of fun people-watching in an environment rather different from my usual. I'm not sure if it was because of the holiday weekend or because the fellowship time was one time when folks could count on getting food, but, aside from some families with children, the people hanging out in that room seemed to be, in large part, misfits (and I am, of course, including myself in that category). If there isn't a group named "Misfits for Christ," there really should be.
After lunch, I was still migrainey but still felt like doing something, so I decided to go downtown to Eastern Market and wander a bit. Though I decided soon after getting there that I was in serious need of caffeine, I eventually wandered around amongst the arts & crafts vendors and the Sunday flea market, focusing my attention on jewelry, greeting cards, and paintings. Since my visit was unplanned and I do try to avoid leading myself into too much temptation, I didn't have much cash on me--but Archelaus Cards, my favorite purveyor of fine cards, may have received a bit of my spare change.
After the market's five p.m. close, I made my way to a local bookstore. Didn't buy a thing, though I might have been tempted if it weren't for the headache making my eyes go unfocused. Did keep thinking about how impossible it would be to go through that shop in a wheelchair, though. In fact, I can't say that the store was all that friendly to people with hips. After browsing there a little while, I went to the local organic market, bought a chocolate cookie, and then made my way home. Here at home, I've done a small but not entirely insignificant amount of cleaning, been bitten five or six times by a single hungry mosquito, and wondered if there's anything I want to eat before going to bed. Decisions, decisions.
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