Apparently the entire world is out shopping today, or at least all of those who know how to play piano or organ. Daughter and I went to City to the warehouse store. We were gone when Organist called me at 10:00 this morning to tell me she was still sick and wouldn't be able to play for our 2 services tomorrow. I got home at 1:30 to the good news on my machine. I have made 7 phone calls since I got the message. I have gotten one adamant no, 2 phone numbers of possibilities, and one husband who doesn't know his wife's schedule but will have her call me back.
I'm trying to figure out when I, who have no say in hiring or firing musicians or anything to do with music, became responsible for finding substitutes at the last minute. This is the second week in a row Organist has done this to me.
Daughter is in her sleeping-crying mood today. She sits down and falls asleep. I ask her to do something and she begins crying inexplicably. Even she doesn't know why she's crying. At one point she laid down in the middle of my study floor and fell asleep. I told her she had to move when I almost stepped on her trying to get to the phone.
I'm going to go get busy in the kitchen. There is baking to be done and I need to make potato soup for youth group tomorrow. Tomorrow I have worship, advent brunch, youth group, and blue Christmas service. A nice, quiet, restful Sunday....