Sunday Morning Relaxation

This is the second week of relaxation on a Sunday morning. Retirement is great. Now I can decide to go to church when I want. I, at the moment, am having a self imposed exile from church. That doesn't mean that I am no longer interested in God or anything to do with Christianity. I am just basking in my Jonas-like lifestyle away from my local church. For the last ten years I have been a lay reader here in HH. I started out ten years ago as a help to our half time minister. Over the years there has been an escalation in my duties as a lay reader. I also have taken on many other positions to the point where I am worn out. So when I decided a few weeks ago to resign from all my positions as a church leader I wasn't quite sure what my reaction would be. Would I feel good about it or would I feel a sense of loss. So two weeks has passed and I am realizing that for the first time in years I feel free. Sunday is now a day of choice and not a day of obligation. Now I can choose which church I would like to attend, now I can choose whether I want to attend or whether I would like to stay home and enjoy Michael Enright on CBC radio. It is a pleasure that I have fore gone for many years.

I am hoping to enjoy a day at the shooting range later on with the JCRs. There will be hot dogs for supper and I may bring a pot of soup along. Hubby will be heading off momentarily for a birthday party and bringing along a gift for a little guy who is the son of a friend of ours. Sunday without the obligation of church is strangely different.

Yesterday I headed over to Alberta for a day of learning about Temari balls and recycling for spinners and weavers. I started my first Temari ball and didn't get very far. So I will work on it when I get the big j.c. finished. Speaking of the big j.c., I am working away at it. I have now got one sleeve half finished. I probably would have more done except yesterday was lost to my workshop. So today I am back at the big j.c. and sleeves which need to be finished, then, the lining needs to be cut and sewed in, collar sewed on, embroidery finished and buttons dyed and painted. Almost there. Just a little more effort and I will be done. I will be glad.

So what am I doing, sitting here writing? I should be weaving. And so it begins. Once again the day has begun and so should I.