All in a day

The days now are very full such that by the time I get home, I don't have much left in me to blog or read blogs.

This morning we had a burial service and interment for a woman who died at age 92. She was the last of the line, had no survivors so it was a small gathering of about 20 people. Nine of us went to the snowy cemetery to inter her ashes. The burial may be the second to last for the season; the cemetery will close soon until spring.

When I arrived at the church, the sexton told me there was no heat in the chapel where the service would be held. Ay, the furnace gods (or demons) from my previous parish have followed me. No reason either for the furnace not working. It was 5 overnight so it was good and cold in the chapel. The administrator joked, saying that perhaps we should have our six-month performance review now. I said I couldn't believe the furnace wasn't working but we'd figure it out and at least there weren't any skunks. Oh no, said the sexton, there are a lot that like to root around the foundation.

>: Sigh. :<

Meanwhile, I took Young Guy to a new vets, driving in the mashed potato stuff that fell overnight. He howled the whole way. He is still there overnight for observation, though I am sure that the precipitating behaviour, marking the furniture and walls, can't happen in a cage. He is miserable with all the stress and, consequently, the rest of us are too. The house has been very quiet tonight without his hissing and walking around and I miss him.

And, I sat down and started reading minutes and such so I know a little more of the recent past of my new congregational home. Interesting material.

For now, however, it's bedtime.