This morning Travalon said he'd like to go to 9 am Mass after dropping me off, so I hustled and got ready earlier than usual. We were in his car, listening to his playlist of songs about trains, when we got stuck behind a very long, slow train that took at least five minutes to go by. At least we had the right soundtrack for it, or is that irony? We would think the end was approaching, but then it would just be some low cars we couldn't see over whatever was in the way. Lots of excellent graffiti to admire on this train. It all worked out because I was only like five minutes late for work and he was about five minutes late getting to Mass.
Seabird sent me a message that they had donuts and cookies today in their big FART 5 office, but I was fasting for Ash Wednesday. It's also the start of Ramadan today, so the world's collective blood sugar was extra low today. Lots of grumpy people around the globe. She and I took a walk at lunch, but it was so windy that I thought my hat would blow off... and it's a beret! Those never blow off! I had two meetings and a lot of work, and I got my third email reminding me I hadn't done a survey about my job duties... but in the email there were only links to surveys for other job titles, not mine. I emailed back and said wait, what am I missing here? and a few minutes later an email went out to the whole group with a link for the survey for my job title included. This may explain why their response rate was so low.
After work I could have gone home for half an hour and then headed to Mass, but I decided to go right from the park and ride, which meant I got there with an hour fifteen to wait. I snuck into the chapel and prayed a rosary, then I went into the main sanctuary and quietly waited for Mass to begin. Getting into such a peaceful state of mind made Mass wonderful; it felt like it lasted one hundred years, but that is not a complaint. I don't know how to explain it. I did take a selfie of my ash cross.
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