Consider the Sloth

 


Sinking to the lowest level of activity today, I didn't do much at all. 

After giving my lesson last night, I stayed up to input the data from the week. I must give them a grade for attending, for submitting comments and questions and for writing in a journal weekly. (By the way, I am not going to call it that anymore. I realized as I watched our regular Oxford Institute that I am a facilitator and my primary responsibility is to help them reflect on what they have learned through their previous week's study.)

I ended up staying up way too late, I drank some Dr. Pepper - I should know better, and I started plotting about next week's lesson, which left me wide awake.  Perfect storm. By 4 a.m. I was lying awake in bed, and by 7 my head was throbbing. I got up and read and took something for the headache. Then started answering emails and sending questions to the man in Pathway who is the technical guru. I spent some time writing.

SK and I had our morning study with a backdrop of intermittent rain pitter-pattering on the windows. Sometimes our time might last nearly an hour. We ate lunch and then I slept! Since then, we have been on a couple of Zoom calls - one for Institute and another mission. I will stay up to wish our little David Happy Birthday on his 12th birthday, and then retire for the night. I have a bunch of trainings on Zoom tomorrow, and an in-person District Council.

At 6:29 a.m. tomorrow morning, Dave and Deb, and the APs start making phone calls to let everyone know if they will be transferred this weekend. We have had Sister Tizard and Elder Watford here in Oxford for several transfers, so I will be surprised if they get to stay. But I hope so very much that they stay.

I believe that Friday and Saturday we may be chauffeuring young missionaries across the southeastern part of England. That is something to look forward to!


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melissa said…
Wow! You’re running on no sleep at all. Yikes!
May 2, 2021 at 12:19 AM
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