It is the 4th of July, a day of celebration and parties and fireworks...and me...well, I am currently still in my jammies, working on a sermon for Sunday, surrounded by some of the dogs and cats I share my life with...and I like it. I am an introvert..too much of a one, I think, but I don't know what to do about it. I've always had introvert tendancies, but after a significant health event many years ago, am definitely an introvert. I've reached the age in life where I'm more into accepting myself as I am than struggling to change the things that don't really matter...but...there are times when being a bit more extroverted would come in quite handy. I am a pastor, after all...I am supposed to reach out to and engage people...ah well. As for my 4th, well, grilled hot dogs and homemade German potato salad and blueberry cobbler on the menu, sermon writing and cleaning out a closet or 2 on the work end of things, and then trying to keep the dogs and the horse semi-calm when the neighborhood redneck types start in with the fireworks. The best thing about the day, though, is not having to drive the 55 mile one way commute to my hospice chaplain job, and getting to just "be" with my family, both "2-legged" and "4-legged". Thank you God for days off.