I spent a couple of hours today out on the back steps and in the church trying to think of what I won't miss when I leave St. John's.
I came up with almost nothing.
I think I won't miss messing with the diocese and bishops so much--but that's just me and my resentment of authority.
I think I won't miss the stuff about taking care of the buildings--but I don't do that anyway, other people handle that stuff.
I think I won't miss the requests I get to do something or the other because I'm Rector of the big down-town church. But since I ignore most of that anyway, how can I 'not miss it' too much?
Truth is there is nothing much I 'won't miss' about being Rector of St. John's. Almost everything about being Rector of St. John's is stuff I will miss and miss desperately.
So, 'poor me', I guess. I am going to miss all this...all this...so damn much....
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