Another pleasantly cool morning, which should have been really good for sleeping. Instead I was lying awake for about an hour before I got up. Maybe there was a noise outside that woke me (since the windows are open). More likely, I am feeling guilty because I made a mistake in my work that has caused someone suffering. One of the night staff had asked me to discontinue direct depositing his pay check. Last time (mid-June), I was able to do that. This time, I failed to notice that the program had automatically reverted to direct deposit. He came by yesterday to get his check (which he needs to pay his rent) and there was not one. My boss called it "an honest mistake," which doesn't really make me feel better, although I am glad she is not angry at me. Apparently, his account is overdrawn, which means his paycheck will be eaten up by all those bounced check fees. There is nothing I can do to make it better at this point. Obviously, I will make sure it is right next time.

Or maybe I am worrying about the class that I have to design and teach and write about before July 10. I finished most of the reading and other preparation before last night's online class, and there won't be any more until the 10th, when each group will make a ten-minute presentation of their project. Sara Ruth and I are planning a class on budgeting for the residents at the homeless shelter. As uaual, it sounded like a good idea when I came up with it a few weeks ago.

It has been about a month since I started working. I am still very happy to be working there. I mostly like the people I work with and the work I am doing. I love getting paid. But of course, I am beginning to wish I could make more money. I am making a living wage ($15/hour). That means it will take about a month's earnings to make enough to pay for the plane tickets to Mexico. That credit card bill is due soon, and Ray doesn't get paid in the summer. The mortgage has to be paid today too. I know I am very lucky, though.

I worked in the morning, went to the pool, and bought $200 worth of fencing for the peach tree and the strawberry bed before coming home to work on my class, eat dinner, watch TV and go to bed.