Today was not unlike any other day. The set schedule and the lack of juicy highlights or remarkable events could be a good sign for the school year. It was a complete day, and that is so far, so good.
It was as predictable as most weekdays, with a 6 am rise, 6:30 prime, 7:15 Mass, 8 am breakfast, 9 am class, followed by three other classes with a class time of 40 minutes each. Latin is the first class, followed usually by apologetics. They have Church history courses, and others.
Sext is 12:15. Lunch is 12:30, with free time afterward. Classes resumed at 2:30, and Manualia was after. The rosary is at 530pm, and dinner is at 6. Free time and study time last until Compline at 9.
That was the seminarians' day at the seminary.
My days have been different from what the seminarians experience. My home is the kitchen, and most of my time is spent either cooking, preparing the food, or searching through the pantry looking for meal ideas, as well as checking inventory.
When I am not in the kitchen, I am running errands for Father, or picking up various items from the store. You can't cook food without having food in the first place.
I start lunch right after breakfast, and dinner after lunch. Each meal takes a few hours. The results have been fairly decent, with one or two failures. The priests and seminarians seem to enjoy the meals, which is good for the Cook's morale and confidence.
That is my day at the seminary. It's the story of my thirty days.
So far, so good.