On Thursday I went to work as usual. One of the things I did was go to Target and buy diapers and wipes and laundry detergent. I went to see Robyn, my counselor, at 3. I felt pretty good after our session. She sometimes says supportive things and shares her opinion in a way that some counselors do not. When I said that other people don't think I should get upset about my father's driving, she said, "they don't? and if someone gets hurt, they're not going to say you should have done something?" She also has said more than once, "it's your house." (so I shouldn't feel bad about my "demands" for my parents). Ray took the bus and I picked him up and we went home and made an omelet with green beans from the freezer. Then we went to the Democratic Committee meeting where they talked about many things, including the democratic headquarters, which I said I would coordinate. It was good to be part of something; I like having a place to go and not just watching TV and falling asleep.

Yesterday morning, I had gotten permission to go in a little later so I could do some work in the yard. As it turned out, I spent a lot of time trying to get the knot out of the piece of string keeping the fence closed, so I didn't spend too much time weeding the strawberries, but I made a start on it. When I got to work before 9, it turned out both Shawn and McKenzy had emailed Meredith to say they weren't going to be in at 8. So she had to rush in. I apologized. What bad luck! I have been there at 8 every morning for a long time. I spent some time researching grants and I went to Normal Hardware and bought air conditioning filters and several other items that we needed. A plumber came to unplug the sink and put a vacuum breaker on the mop sink.

After work, we went for a swim, came home and made grilled chicken, and then went to the Fellowship for a movie about low-wage workers at the university. Ray had been asked to do the sound. There were about 10 people there, half of whom were connect to the film.

Zoe (the old dog) seemed unwell last night when I took her out. So when the dogs were whining and yipping at 4 this morning, I went down to let her out. She was not the one making the noise. It was Cameron. I put him on the leash and we went out, but he didn't even go off the porch. There was a smell that might have been a wild animal. Zoe went to investigate and I called her back--she apparently didn't encounter anything. I put Cameron back in the crate, but he did not want to go and started whining again. Sigh. No more sleep for me after that. I read in Molli's room until it started to get light.