I don’t want to go to church tomorrow. Not at all. I want to wake up at 9, pour a bowl of Cookie Crisp, and watch Jr. race at Watkins Glen.
But I am a pastor!!! I get paid to do the church thing!!!
Yea. And you get paid to go to work to. But you don’t want to go everyday.
But as luck will have it. I will probably get up tomorrow, drive to Sandals, and have a great day. Which sucks because I don’t feel like having a great day at Sandals tomorrow. But it always seems to happen anyways. So by the time you see me tomorrow I will most likely already be having a great day. Or maybe not. But either way. I hope Jr. wins.
Here’s to working on Sunday.