My parish had a picnic on Sunday; since I was in Indy, with little better to do, I decided to go. I met my mentor at St. Barnabas and rode with her to the park. It wasn't terribly far from the Church, but she thought it would be easier if I came with her rather than trying to give me directions. We had an outdoor liturgy followed by a huge picnic; I think Theresa introduced me to close to a hundred people... I've already forgotten most of their names.
While I was at Barnabas, she also showed me my office. It's small and, I suppose, not much to speak of, but it's mine.
I have an 8 AM meeting on my first day. Wow. I'm trying to remember that I was in class at that point most of the summer. Its not *that* early, right?
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Actually Meli, we didn't have class until 8:10. ;-). And no, it's not that early. People do the whole 8-5 thing all the time.
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