Shrove Tuesday

  • At home: organized tasks for the week and the day. Scanned the blogscape, left a substantive comment on one.
  • Morning Prayer in the cathedral (after conferring with the Archdeacon on a range of issues).
  • Looked in on the Dean, who professed to be "85% there" after his weekend bout of illness.
  • Took care of a relatively minor but time-sensitive administrative chore on behalf of one of the priests of the diocese.
  • Addressed another relatively minor but time-sensitive Nashotah-related concern.
  • Via text message, arranged a phone date with the Dean of Nashotah House.
  • Refined, edited, and printed a work text of my Ash Wednesday homily (I'll be at the cathedral).
  • Lunch at home--leftovers.
  • Dashed off a short article for the next issue of the Springfield Current.
  • Kept my phone appointment with Dean Peay at Nashotah. We talked for about 30 minutes.
  • Saw to a few details concerning two upcoming trips: to North Carolina next week for a House of Bishops meeting, and to north Florida in early April for a Communion Partners (bishops) meeting.
  • Dealt by email with a fairly substantial stack of miscellany: condolence note to a colleague bishop whose wife just died, question from a layperson in the diocese, question from a priest in Sri Lanka (yes, my reach is global), question from one of the editors of The Living Church, small but of administrative detritus leftover from the clergy retreat.
  • Further refined the draft job description for a diocesan Director of Communications.
  • Devotions in the cathedral, looked in on the Pancake Supper, EP (short-form) in the car on the way home.

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