Its My Birthday!

It wasn't the most auspiscious start, the stress all caught up with me but following a good nose blow, I got on with all that had to be done. I spent an afternoon on the floor of the new office putting together bits and pieces of flat pack furniture. I built the filing cabinet and the in/out tray (thanks IKEA for the fact that it went together as it should). After my success I vacuumed the newly laid carpet, admired the motion sensor glowing a serene blue in the corner (alarm system now installed and fully up to date), and with my mp3 player randomly selecting music I moved boxes of books round in synchronicity with the music.

During the afternoon I got Jonathan to help me to take the desk down from the attic. It struck me as very fitting that today I took the desk down. It had been a birthday present originally from Garry, my late husband, before we married. It was he who had helped me put the desk up in the attic when Jonathan was small and needed his own room and we dismantled the desk "for the moment" to give him space in his own room. It is funny how life moves in circles sometimes.

I am now a week away from ordination. I woke with that thought this morning and didn't get back to sleep. I don't mind the thought of work, it is the transition period that is so much on my mind. I remember my first foray onto the wards when I was expected to know everything because I wore a uniform. I will be wearing a new uniform soon and that will have its own adjustment.

On retreat next week. I look forward to the silence.