This week went from 0-60mph like a Porsche 911 Turbo (I am a loyal subscriber to Car and Driver).  Labor Day was spent playing disc golf in the park with my wife, and then Tuesday was work and class.  The books I ordered online won't come in until next week, so after class I went to the library and read an essay on Victorian poetry I needed to read for Monday.  And I have to read Of Plymouth Plantation before Tuesday.  The joys of school!

I love it, I really do.  Just sometimes I get aggitated when life starts blurring.  And I feel so tired after yesterday, I am sitting here in a post- beans and rice coma desiring coffee or a pillow.  Either will do at this point.

Life just became crazy, but it's not that bad.  I enjoy it, it's good.  I am taking classes I want to take, enjoying life, being content, thinking a lot about how to begin to re-orient evangelicals and engage new converts in the infant liturgy of a church plant (the thoughts are in rough blog posts right now, stay tuned!).  I bought some limes and cilantro to make homemade and homegrown jalapeno salsa.  My birthday is less than a month away.  I have so much to look forward to, and to keep it from spinning out of control I made a spreadsheet.

I love liturgy and rhythm.  Y'all know that already.  But truth be told, when the rhythm of my life is interrupted or broken I become disoriented and feel like a lost little puppy.  And then I get aggitated and grumpy.  It's a cycle I go through.  Then I re-orient myself, get my bearings, take a deep breath, and then continue with business as usual.  Nothing to see here folks!

This year I wanted to try and outline what exactly I expected out of myself---what I wanted to accomplish each day, what rhythms I wanted to develop, and to gauge how much time I had each day to accomplish an "ideal" day.  I dissected and divided my life by 15 minute incriments onto a spreadsheet and then fit things into the rhythm that has been in my head but never translated to paper.  I made sure I had time to read, time to excersize, time to pray, time to relax (a whole day, Saturday, is on the calendar---Sabbaths are such a blessing!), and  time to spend with friends and my wife.

The whole experiment is working one day in, so I will try to share some more thoughts on how I am progressing.  And for those that are questioning the obsessive compolsiveness of this experiment I'm not that crazy, I enjoy order and the freedom it produces (I get a whole day off!!!).  No more scrambling here and there week in and week out.  Everything goes in cycles, and when time passes too quickly or too slowly we need to listen to our hearts, to our spirit and the Spirit, and if all esle fails, make a spreadsheet.