As one example of how nuts I am, I left my hat, purse, gloves, hat again, and the volume of the Daily Office Book that abooth returned to me at the church at various points. Fortunately all the lost objects have come home to momma. I'm hoping my sanity (etc) is not far behind.
In better news ... we offered a special prayer for tinyprayers during his first Mass (from 2000 miles away), and Lessons and Carols was stunning. People complimented me on both my reading and my appearance. (Win-win.) And I really truly love singing "O little town of Bethlehem" to Forest Green. I'm liking that better than the standard US tune.