Procrastination

I've been a bad blogger again. I don't have a real excuse, because I'm online every day. I just put off writing because I don't have anything witty to say.
The high holiday weekend is here, and tomorrow promises to be stressful and tiring, but hopefully uplifting, too. We have three services scheduled, and probably very few people will attend. I haven't got any idea how many youth will actually show up for the early service. Already one of the girls I counted on has backed out. My daughter is annoyed that she will have to help out with the service even though her buddies have gone out of town. Toooooooo bad. I wish I could combine the number of people attending each service so the number was larger when we actually report numbers. I haven't done the required reporting yet. I need to, before I get in trouble. I am just nervous about it.
At my interview with the Board of Ordained Ministry, they told me that it would be okay that my numbers were low, as long as I kept trying. Well, I am-- we have an ad in the paper, have passed out fliers, sent out letters to the potato drop people, and so far, the only guest we had was somebody who needed help. She left during the service last night (Good Friday) and came back when it was over.
One of my most supportive friends died Thursday night. Mrs. Adena McKemey passed away in the night after being ill for quite awhile. She was so sweet, and always smiled at me. Her husband was first appointed to my church when he was in seminary, so they loved the fact that Glenwood Park is my first church. They came to my wedding, graduation, and services a couple of times. She gave me a hand-painted plate with the church on it. I have to figure out what I can do in her memory.