I'm working another long day today, but long days now are just 8 hours, not the grueling 12 that I did in the other facility. My routine schedule has been 8 hours Monday and Tuesday, and then 5 Wednesday, but my early relief called in sick today. My friend's arm must be feeling better because she's been back to her "normal" persnickety self this week. Yesterday she threatened to throw her juice on me because I made the suggestion that she drink it.
In other news, Joe and I continue to share a vehicle. At least for today. It is our sincere hope that he will have one of his own on the road by tomorrow. Nate's alternator has been replaced, The Cabinet Maker has his vehicles in two different shops, and we are still managing to get where we need to be at approximately the right time.
I've missed Ladies' Prayer two weeks in a row, the Christmas service, and church on Sunday. I'm looking forward to getting back into the old routine. The holidays can leave one feeling used up and drained. Thankfully, the Lord left us reading a Max Lucado book that has been meeting us where we are and encouraging each of us to keep on keeping on. He is good.