Six. The number of new members joyfully welcomed into our little church yesterday. The service was beautiful. The team was a bit nervous as this was our first "solo flight" with the Bishop since not having our seminary-trained mentor on board. But we had made our lists and checked them twice (with experts if necessary) and it all went off without a glitch. The new folks are a great group and we are so excited that they want to be part of us.
Twenty. Number of days until the yurt retreat. I got to talk to two people who have actually retreated there (new member and mom) and got even MORE excited.
Two and one quarter. Number of vacation hours I was informed that I was short in order to take said retreat. But bless my boss. After taking one look at me when she delivered the bad news, she told me I could use a bit of personal time to make up the deficit as it seemed to her that this was an event that met the personal time criteria "necessary for the employee to attend to and could not be otherwise scheduled."
Three. Number of weeks until I have been blogging long enough to officially join theRGBP blog ring.
Four. Number of History of Psychology texts it took before I found one I could stay awake to read.
Five. Number of weeks left to prepare the entire History of Psychology course based on that text.
More than one. Number of hours of sleep I missed over that fact last night.
Zero Number of nights free this week to work on the course prep. Uh,oh.