Living in Sin
Dec. 14th, 2009 10:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
luckycanuckTW: Another dry run at the 300 workout, this time done with slow and deliberate repetitions. It's takes longer but the extra work and strain should make it easier when I do it for real. For some reason the fire exit was open in the men's changing room when I got back, with a clear line of sight to the car park. A good reminder to wrap a towel around myself when walking to the shower.
I had dinner tonight with Renaissance Priest (so named because he has had a lot of varied jobs in getting to this point) and his fiance. RP and I went through the vocations process together a couple of years ago. He and I were the token young guys in the group. I was 30, he was 24. The next youngest was in his 40s. While I didn't go forward towards the priesthood, he did. He's a natural with this.
They are getting married in January. (I'm driving three bridesmaids around, and I'm told they're good looking. They had better be.) Until then they are living together in the old rectory at St Paul's. Officially, she is living in the rector's spare room until they are married. This is the cover story to avoid the disapproval of nosy busybodies in the parish. Because as we all know, when you are ordained to any clerical office, you give up your private life. Anything the clergy do is the business of every chattering parishioner. So what if they've been engaged for over a year and are getting married in about a month? We can't have them living under the same roof now can we? End sarcasm.
I ate plenty which is good, because I only realised whilst walking to my car that tomorrow I am having another round of dental surgery. Bring on the implant. I'll have to have a workout in the morning before heading off and I'll take a day away from the office.
I had dinner tonight with Renaissance Priest (so named because he has had a lot of varied jobs in getting to this point) and his fiance. RP and I went through the vocations process together a couple of years ago. He and I were the token young guys in the group. I was 30, he was 24. The next youngest was in his 40s. While I didn't go forward towards the priesthood, he did. He's a natural with this.
They are getting married in January. (I'm driving three bridesmaids around, and I'm told they're good looking. They had better be.) Until then they are living together in the old rectory at St Paul's. Officially, she is living in the rector's spare room until they are married. This is the cover story to avoid the disapproval of nosy busybodies in the parish. Because as we all know, when you are ordained to any clerical office, you give up your private life. Anything the clergy do is the business of every chattering parishioner. So what if they've been engaged for over a year and are getting married in about a month? We can't have them living under the same roof now can we? End sarcasm.
I ate plenty which is good, because I only realised whilst walking to my car that tomorrow I am having another round of dental surgery. Bring on the implant. I'll have to have a workout in the morning before heading off and I'll take a day away from the office.
