Since we tend to work weekends, most priests get a day off during the week. As mine is typically on Friday, it gives me a chance to catch up and prepare for the weekend after several days in the office and running around the diocese.
But, as we found out about communism, what works on paper, doesn't always work in practice. So today, my 'day off,' I left at 8:00, had Mass at a parish at 9:00 with a short presentation afterwards. Since I was in the area of the seminary, there was a quick meeting with the Rector there, as well as the librarian about website details. Lunch was with a friend partway across town before hitting the Catholic Shop in Madeira to pick up a few things, Chesterton's Orthodoxy among them. Heading up north a bit, next was a meeting with a potential seminarian before heading back to the Cathedral just in time for dinner at 6:00. Hmm, a day off and I got back home later than when I am just at the office. How's that work?
Oh well, this evening was a chance to relax at the 'Sean PATRICK'S DAY Party.' A former colleague hosts a very generous gathering at his place, so a good chance to catch up with friends that I hadn't seen in quite a while, including a couple whose wedding I celebrated last year.
So, here it is about 11:00, and ready to hit the sack. I don't complain, cause a friend always reminds me: 'I don't get a day off from being a mom!' and I've agreed that I 'want to die tired.' I just didn't think He'd take me up on that offer next week!