Then I came to Abilene, Texas.
Now I'm really bored.
Nevermind that I stayed up til two packing EVERYTHING, loading the van and cleaning the house. The only thing the Pastor said to me about packing was "why did you hang these shirts, you should have just folded them."
The Pastor is speaking here at some Nazarenepalooza thing.
The good news is the hotel is in the same parking lot as a Target. Bad news is that it's not one of those Targets that cleverly houses a Starbucks.