Well, it has been a long day. I got up at my normal weekday time of 5:30 in order to help my fellow men’s club members cook breakfast, so that it would be waiting for the church members after sunrise service. Then I came home and changed my shirt. I had originally planned to wear a suit, but I decided on the spur of the moment to just put on a dress shirt, a tie and a sweater. I left on the same green khakis I’d worn in the kitchen (which means I probably still smelled like bacon and sausage). I returned for Sunday School. My father is still filling the pulpit for a close friend of his, and so he, my mother, my sister and her children left right after Sunday School and drove to Rutherford County, picking up my youngest brother along the way, while I stayed in Shelbyville for the normal church service at FUMC, which was quite beautiful.

Later, we all met up at Ruby Tuesday for lunch, and then back to my parents’ house to relax a bit. Then, my sister and her kids went home, my mother went to visit my grandmother, and Dad went to drop my brother off. I returned home as well. I’ve taken it pretty easy today, and watched the new Futurama episodes tonight. (I liked them.)

I tried at one point to start on my online employee evaluation for work, but my brain is just fried and I didn’t feel like it. In fact, I’m kind of melancholy tonight, and I’m not sure why. This is the most joyous day in the Christian calendar, a day to celebrate Christ’s resurrection and the hope of our own resurrection. And yet, I’m in a funk. Why? I have no idea.

I’m tired, and I don’t think I’m going to stay up to the normal time tonight. It will be another busy week at work.