It's 10:15 on a Saturday night and the thermostat in my office says it's still 28C in here. It was a hot one today. I've been here since about nine am, well, except for a two hour lunch break when I watched the Riders begin to beat themselves out of a football game. Stupid game.
I've been trying to get a few things done that I've put off for a while, so I'm catching up a bit. Paperwork, administrative stuff, you know, the crappy underbelly of ministry that I dislike so I put it off until I need a day like today to grab myself by the administrative bits and, pardon my english, get "er" done. So it's late and its done. There you go paperwork.
A lovely interruption came today in the form of an asian family. Two kids, mom and dad and grandpa and grandma, who came to find an aunt's grave in the cemetery. It was a pleasant surprise and honestly I never ever expected to see an Indian family roll onto the yard. They were looking for someone and went through the whole collection of previous persons in the field next door, without any luck. They came to me and by then grandma had to use the washroom badly, and she was followed by her twenty something granddaughter. We welcomed them in and watered them and got to work on finding the missing aunt. Seems she rests in peace just down the road at the Lutheran cemetery. Soon they were on their merry way, and we were left with one another and the oppressive heat.
I should go home now. Lauralea was over about 10 pm to try and communicate some things that she wanted my input on. My head was still trying to get around data, numbers, and reports so I wasn't of much use to her.
The breeze is picking up outside now. May it bring cool sleep to our home over the way.