And so as soon as we pulled off the exit, the truck died. Aww yeah. Long story short, dad thumbed his way to the AutoZone (still 5 plus miles away from us), while mom and my brother and I stayed in the car to explain to a curious police officer why we were pulled off the road in such a precarious place. An hour and ten minutes later, we were well on our way back home. We had some good jams going the entire way, too; gotta love family sing-alongs!
Today was a bit more chill. I spoke this morning to a local parish about Totus Tuus, hoping to increase the number of enrolled students for this summer. The parish coordinator and I moved from classroom to classroom, delivering a slightly-modified spiel to the un-suspecting children. Hopefully it served its purpose. It got me pumped up at least...
I'm also in the process of moving everything from the back of my truck to my bedroom. It seems like things expand in volume when they have to fit into smaller spaces. To thwart this problem, I've engaged in a battle with the things of my past, attempting to convince them that I no longer need them and that they'd find better rest at a trash dump than in my closet and under my bed. It's a process, and one that I probably don't have time for, but it's on its way.
Tomorrow I only have to finish that epic project, pack for Totus Tuus, and write about 30 thank you cards. Oh, and pick up my friend from New York at the St. Louis airport (yay!). And meet some friends for lunch. And do some banking. And maybe even sleep some before starting Totus Tuus bright and shiny on Thursday!
Heh...what can I say? I live a busy life, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Sometimes, being on the brink of so many exciting things is just, well, exciting.
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"Well," said Pooh, "what I like best," and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called. ~A.A. Milne
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