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.