. . . 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.