Yesterday

 . . . I didn't do anything I was supposed to do.  I didn't go to the meeting in Effingham.  I didn't go to Faith in Place.  I didn't go to the Maynard Lake Ladies Christmas party.  I stayed home and prayed my way through a pile of work and the feeling that I was going to be sick if I kept going and going.  And I think it worked.  I feel different today.  As if maybe when Christmas comes I won't be cringing in the corner, but ready to sing and celebrate.