Busy being busy

Had to go over to my old stomping ground in north london last night to collect some possesions I had left behind and talk to some old work colleagues. With the administration my new church wants me to do still ringing in my ears the whole day went by at a rush.
Made me wonder about the old thing of the devil getting us so busy being busy that we don't have to stop and deal with the important things like relationships. For instance there were three or four people I saw yesterday both at my new place of work and my old one that I would have liked to stop and have a long chat with but barely found the time to give them two minutes.

Initial thoughts

Well this is all a bit new though I've been stalking the blogs of a few people I know for a couple of weeks now to get a feel for how it all works. But what to write about as I don't know you all that well, who ever you are, who may be reading this blog and those I do know have already caused me more than a few surprises. Not all of them pleasant.
I think I'll start with something safe like how crappy TV seems to be at the moment. Is it just me or the winter blues but I can only think of about two TV shows that I think are worth making time for at the moment. I thought life was fairly boring in my home town of Durham and that by coming down to the big smoke things would be different. Which initially I suppose they were but now the novelty has worn off and I seem back to square one with fewer friends. And on a church youth workers wage I can't afford to go out on the lash to find some fun that often. Oh well at least my appentice vicar flat mate seems fiendly enough (spelling mistake intended).