When I am an old woman . . .

And when will that be? Another birthday yesterday, and I wore purple. Am I old? Some days, yes. Or perhaps I'm not old, just worn down. Tired of working a job that sucks the life out of my soul, tired of being poor, tired of chronic illness. Ick.

Okay, whining over. On the positive side, I am working on the life list, with some ends in sight. I haven't had a real illness in several months now. Decent boss, even if the job stinks. Adjusting to the empty nest. And the three days of fall we get in Houston has begun. Lovely cool mornings.

My first wedding (to perform) is coming up soon! I will be officiating at the marriage of Julie Templet and Mickey Haranda at the Houston Zoo, next weekend. Very excited! I got my new white stole, and will get my oatmeal alb cleaned this week. I've done lots of baptisms, some funerals, and now my first wedding. When will I be a "real" minister?