And wishing, wishing, wishing, clicking my little gay heels in anticipation of being done with church tonight. I have next Sunday off--a long-awaited break from the 'burg, though i think i have a board meeting this week. if i do, that means a whole load of work tomorrow day and night...i am now the de facto real estate agent for my congregation (like i know what the fuck i'm doing) and want to present their options to them on tuesday.
more church...not that we have any money. but that's never stopped them in the past. we're talking leased commercial space, not a beautiful historically-significant building...and motivation for me is hard to come by some days. As always, though, it will get done, because it has to get done.
family....i called my mother to wish her a happy birthday today. all things considered, not a bad conversation. all we have left to talk about is my brother...but that's okay today. one day they'll figure out--maybe--that they don't have to compete with me in my relationships with our family members...that love and affection and (especially) genetics does not operate on a scarcity model.
love and kink...as of yesterday i have officially taken on a boy. we'd been dancing around it for months and solidified it yesterday. i love it. B loves it. it works for us.
work...crazy busy. but manageable. Stockton remains a viable, working option, will probably know the answer to that by late may or June, i hope.
Hmm. Life's not that dramatic, just great today. I fight off my depression. And spring springs all around me.
Happy opening day, everyone!