I started a new job a little over a month ago, managing the little Catholic bookstore in my community. I absolutely love the place, I love the work, I love the store – my boss has been my friend for several years so I love her, I love (most of) our customers –
Getting accustomed to a new schedule and new skills is exhausting. I’m arranging, ordering stock, receiving, pricing, shelving, re-arranging, paying bills, talking with company representatives… I come home absolutely happy and so tired a nap is required before I can think of supper or anything else.
That’s why I’m not blogging much lately – here or at the other place. And the other place has a loyalty this one doesn’t, because I believe in the work of Deliberate Engagement, and I love collaborating with Matt.
There’s a little room at the back of the store. It’s been a stock room of sorts, but it’s about to become my Kids’ Room as I upgrade our children’s stock and get in First Holy Communion items. Moving things around on Wednesday (a day we’ve been closed since Christmas, which makes it a good “housekeeping” day), I tripped over a box and landed on my already-bad knees. Could have been worse; there was an ice pack in the freezer, and a neighbor came in to visit a bit, which justified my sitting down with my feet up and the ice pack on, for a while. Ibuprofen and Tylenol do a good job for me with pain and inflammation – better than Aleve, actually (you take 400 mg ibuprofen and 1000 mg Tylenol) – and so I’ve not had any severe effects from my little accident.
Anyway – I’m taking an extension on my courses from the recent semester so I can finish them. I bit off more than I can chew, time-wise, focus-wise. I’ve discovered that the store is a good place to read, so I’m expanding the hours back to what they were before Christmas, to be available to customers – but for those quiet days the store will mostly be a designated study hall.
And all this means that the utter carelessness I’ve had about home comes to an abrupt and screeching halt. It’s too easy to think I can do something “later” or “after while” when I’m close to home most of the day… which means something doesn’t get done at all! – or until it can’t be procrastinated with any longer. A return to Flylady’s routines are keeping me better balanced and graced with a certain necessary degree of serenity. Not that it’s any easier to wash up the kitchen after supper/before bed, mind you! but the overall effect is very positive.
So much to be grateful for. A school friend found me through Facebook about a month ago, and we’re meeting for lunch today before I head the rest of the way in to Raleigh to attend/sing for the monthly Latin Mass at the Cathedral. I got a Missal last night, and read through the basic prayers of the Mass –
Amazing how significant, how profoundly beautiful this Mass is. Layers and depths of Meaning that so many people simply do not notice. I’m lucky – my local priests celebrate the Ordinary Form of the Mass with dignity and decency – but I can see how a lot of people find the Ordinary Form a fertile field for a free-for-all.
I’m told a story about one of our Raleigh diocese priests who was sent away for the training with the FSSP. This was a priest who had a reputation for being really liberal (one person of my acquaintance called him a bit of a fruitcake). He came back, the same person told me, wearing a cassock! and saying that he’d never understood the meaning of his priestly vocation before he attended that training.
I hope other priests will also go, and learn, and be transformed. We are in an hour when we so very much need good priests.
I’m not around much – I feel this week as if I’m beginning to find my balance, so I hope to be returning more to both blogs. The procedures are not as new, awkward and consequently fatiguing as they have been, and last night I came home with a lot of mental energy for the first time since I began the job.
I’m grateful for your prayers, and remember you daily in mine.
I’m so glad you are liking your new job. Sorry about the new. I went through a spat of that last year. And – Flylady – hmmmmm- I was just journaling about that this morning.
I’ve been heeding all your prayer requests as they hit the inbox. Keep us all updated!
((((((Laura))))))) from me
Great post! I think about you and also pray for you and the prayer requests you send. It is truly exhausting to start a new job – especially when you “wear all the hats”. The Kids room idea is wonderful! And, hey, we’re not 30 any more. hehehehe Hugs from me, also.
Wishing you the very, very best in your new work. My own illness has kept me away from active blogging. God bless and may the peace of Christ rule your heart.
Good luck with your new job — I’m sure you’ll do a lot of good there. I’m working more now, too, and I am doing less blogging. Plus, as a Lenten devotion, I’ve decided to limit myself to three or four posts a week, instead of posting multiple times a day. I’m working on having better quality posts with more of my own reflections in them, rather than just posting links to news stories and other folks’ analysis.
Ah-ha! Okay, I should have guessed, but I was wondering why you were keeping such a low profile– particularly on one of your usual cyberhaunts! Miss you there, Fireball!
All best wishes and prayers in your current endeavors.