I was to have spent the day today with the senior warden of the Church of the Ridge. She had a few things she wanted to work on as the anniversary of my retirement approached and in advance of the congregation (and the bishop) calling a new vicar. When the alarm went off, I muttered to Tal that I would give almost anything not to have to go. I proceded to talk myself out of calling her to say I couldn't come. Not that I didn't want to be with Sarah, but I really wanted to stay home.
Well, within 20 minutes (no, I wasn't up yet) the telephone rang and Sarah was having to cancel. Her reason -- being a first-time grandmother as of yesterday -- was so much better than mine.
Some days things just work out.