Earlier that day, FCS-Ian had emailed us Thursday morning prayer folk asking if someone could open up the church and set up and lead the service -- he and his wife needed to go to Connecticut for a memorial service for her uncle -- and I said I'd be happy to but I don't have a key to the church.
Keith got me a spare key from the office -- which he suggested I hang on to for a bit, because he'll be away next week, and while Jason D. will help lead service, this guarantees I'm not locked out of the building :)
So I got to church extra-early this morning and set up and it was getting close to 7 when I remembered to put on music and I was about to start lighting candles, wondering if maybe no one would show up (Ari, I was reminded of you and your cricket) but then this girl from Tufts came in (apparently she knows Jeff V. from Tufts, and I guess she was here this past Sunday?), and Tim D. (who's mostly been in NJ 'cause of work) also showed up. I'd forgotten that I also had to lead the music, so I asked NewGirl if there were any songs she particularly liked -- which I quickly amended to "any songs you know" when she, flipping through the booklet, commented that she didn't know a lot of these songs -- so we sang "Morning Has Broken," softly and not necessarily in tune, but it was fine.
And while I was on the phone with cadenzamuse this morning, someone I knew in high school facebook messaged me: "Hey are you a priest or a minister? Just wondering"
I was possibly more stressed about giving the Reflection last night than I realized. Yesterday I was feeling tired and etc. and trufax deferred phonecall with Denzi, and I'm not any more well-rested today (why do I keep waking up ~5am?) but I feel much cheerier and more energized.