Other than my morning?
Looking for humorous suggestions....
Few of mine are fit to print. And not that anything was tragically wrong, but it seemed that everything had something that wasn't right.
Except my sermon, that is. Thank goodness I pulled myself together to preach because for the first time in a loooooong time I felt like my groove was back in the pulpit where it belongs -- instead of wherever it had been, flitting around a frozen pond somewhere. Hmpf. It better stay put.