popcorn

Well, I got through my first meeting as an official member of the church council. I was a little nervous about it, because I have never been on one of these things before, and I hate confrontation. Not that board or council meetings have to be confrontational, but I just have this vague stereotype that that's what they are like.

I must admit, I was a little distracted for part of it. We ate supper at the place where we had the meeting, and the portions were rather small. My first thought (I kid you not) was, "Oh—that means I can snack on popcorn when I get home!" We have had this bag of popping corn in our house for about  a month now, and I haven't yet made any because I'm trying to shape up and lose weight. But I LOVE popcorn, so I was super excited at the thought of making some tonight.

(Yes, I'm happily munching on it right now!!) :-)

Despite the distraction, I think I did OK at my first council meeting. I prepared for about half the day, reading lots of old minutes and reports to be up to speed. I prayed for wisdom. I was reminded that "every man should be quick to hear, slow to speak, and slow to become angry." (I know, some might be offended that it says "man" to the exclusion of ladies. But I figure this principle probably goes at LEAST double for women!)

Of course I couldn't come in as an expert, so I decided to be quiet most of the time, and try to ask questions. One question that I asked, WOW. It changed the course of the discussion for a good hour. I didn't intend to be disruptive. I am continually amazed at the power of good questions!

I didn't really leave the house much today, just out in the evening to go to my meeting. So, I don't have an impressive photo today. Other than the council meeting (and prep for it) I had coaching (I was the one getting coached), worked on my design job, and played a bit with the kitty. I stopped for lunch and turned on the TV and was almost sucked into its mindless vortex. There wasn't even anything on that I really wanted to watch, but still I had trouble turning it off and getting back to work. Wonder what that is.

Part of the problem is that I just wanted to veg out. I have been feeling like that a lot lately. I just have to stay on task two more days, and then we're slipping away to a nearby hotel with a pool, for a few days of relaxation. We haven't really had a good break in a while, especially not with Mr.'s Bible school class and that on-line course I was taking. This is in celebration of the successful completion of both. (OK. Mr. would question whether or not his class was completed successfully, since most of his students failed the final exam, but I think he did a wonderful job regardless.) In any case, I'm looking forward to that down time.

My popcorn is almost gone, so that must mean it's time to stop writing for tonight.