Too tired, too harried, too hurried, too worried... (but the good bits just get better)

Not much from us for the last few days. Between my work (I'm tending to the 12 hour days at the moment) and TA's study, we're not doing much else. Hence, no blogging, no reading blogs, and worst of all, not much exercise either :-(

After Saturday's lovely run, we squeezed in a 1.5 hour (15k) slow run on Sunday morning before church/work. I had intended to go for a ride on Monday, but rain put a stop to that. This morning was supposed to be an easy 10k, but exhaustion put a stop that that one too. TA and I looked at each other when the alarm went off at 6am and we just rolled over and went back to sleep. TA's doing her penance down at the gym now - I've just written today off and we'll start again tomorrow (every day's a fresh start!).

Maybe tonight we'll go to bed at a reasonable time (anything this side of midnight would be good) and we'll be raring to go tomorrow morning (haven't asked TA what's on the program yet - any kind of run would be good :-)

On the up side though, Sunday night was cool. MicroTA got baptised, so as many of the extended family as could make it (including both sets of grandparents - all in their very late 70s or early 80s) came along to night church. Now this service is essentially run by the kids themselves, so it's pretty lively (think, band - loud, video clips - loud, moshing - frenetic - looking for all the world like some kind of Maasai warrior dance). Still, the oldies survived it all, and it was really good to sit and listen to him declare his faith and describe his life (thankfully no suprises there! :-) It's a good feeling to know that all my children are my brothers and sisters too.

sfG