Time to head home

Tuesday was our last day at the monastery and we decided to hit one last mass, which was cool since the Bishop and Abbott were running the show. I find it interesting that to this day, this highly efficient monastery of women cannot run their own mass, but that is neither here nor there. After mass it was time to take down the display and load it up in the car. First thing that happened was the socket wrench broke so I needed to make a run to Lowe’s. Once I got back it was go time. I am immediately sweating buckets and working my toosh off and there were various older nuns watching us, which means I gotta keep smiling and no swearing, such a test of strength. We did it, and we carted these tables across the monastery to the car in many trips.

We were on the road by about 3pm, I was in a flop sweat (per usual) and just trying to cool off but we were happy to be done and sad to be leaving. We decided to just head to Nashville for the night to go and party a bit. We got to town about 6pm and checked into the hotel, showered and hit the strip. It was a blast and we saw a bunch of music, drank a bunch of drinks and let off some steam. Next morning we made time to go check out the NEW Hatch Show Print (where I interned in 2008) and also visited my friend Jim Sheraden.