If You’re in it for the Naps, Never do the Right Thing.

If you’ve ever read the comic strip Dilbert, you’ll notice that Dilbert always gets the most work because he is reliable and very good at his job as a computer engineer, but Wally has figured out the secret of success, walk around with a coffee cup pretending like you are terribly important but don’t do anything. And, well, Dogbert has just figured out that the secret to success is to say, talk to the hand, move out of my way, I’ll deal with it in the four seconds it took you four years to try to fix it.

Of course, I’m not really sure how well Dogbert is going to look on judgment day. I imagine he’ll be either drawn or animated.

In theory (and whenever someone starts a sentence out like that you know the rest never took place), I was going to update this blog every Sunday. It would be my relaxation. Now I look around and I go, “Oh yeah, I have a blog.”

Trust me, I have been thinking about it. I am still in the draft phase of a eulogy for the coffee pot; hey, eulogies have to be just right.

With this whole learning thing in St. Louis I made the mistake of learning something about vocations, something I am passionate about, but would bore another person to the sacrament of Last Rites.

Interesting concepts in vocations for women religious are taking place in our diocese led by an the vocations director for the Ursulines. While my superior is sick and vocations seem to be where I am headed in ministry, I e-mailed some things from other novices that I have met and my own passion has leaked through–gushed would be a better word.

She liked my ideas so much she suggested I e-mail them to our supportive (Praise God for that) bishop and to the new vocations director.

I like what I do very much and I could rattle on in a million different ways about vocations, and I am honored, but sometimes it would be nice to not do something right.