The last three days had been so intense, filled with sermon prep and interview prep and being on best behaviour and (now) waiting to hear back, and dammit with hearing about Dooce (was it Dooce© with a copyright or Dooce™ with a trademark?), that when this morning came and I got up and ran and made myself breakfast, I forgot to say that it was a chilly 9°, overcast skies again, but my legs actually felt pretty good for a change, and I ran my two miles at a decent pace.
Now, one more sermon and the weekend is set, then right back to work on Monday. But Monday I may hear whether I have a job at last, so that would be all right, but I probably will get another ‘So sorry’ email, which will be a drag.