It's hard to believe it's already Saturday. There is so much I was going to do that I didn't get to. Where did the time go? Well, yesterday, I played, I think, 4 games of Spider, and didn't win any. I spent a little time working on the UUFA photo directory. And I spoke to the Department of Labor about my unemployment claim. The Shelter is claiming I had work through Dec 31, but I have a letter that says I was "relieved of my duties" Dec. 7, so I just need to give them a copy of that on Monday. It reminds me of Branded, the old TV show, where he was drummed out of the military, stripped of his insignia.

Just after sunrise, Deb and John and I and the three dogs went to the beach. It was beautiful, but windy and cold. I didn't stay as long as they did. Ate breakfast, did my Spark People workout with Deb, took a shower. Ate lunch (leftover soup with leftover rice). Went to the beach for a couple hours, walking the dogs and watching the guys play bocce. The tide was very low and Deb and the dogs walked all over, looking at shells and jellyfish. I took a few photos with my phone, but they don't convey the feeling of the mud flats stretching in all directions. Cameron ranged wider, but did not seem in danger of running away. When we get back to the house, John rinses the dogs off, so they won't bring sand and mud into the house. Then he dries them and they stay on the porch until they are dry. Cameron hates it--they all do, but the other dogs are older and more used to it. He ties their leashes in the outdoor shower because they would be impossible to hold.

Later, we drove to Beaufort (about half an hour) and ate a wonderful dinner. Ray and I treated. It was a surprisingly elegant restaurant for such a small town. We were home at 10 (I had been dozing in the car of course) and went to bed. I wanted to stay up and do something fun, since it was our last night, but couldn't quite do it. Slept until after 5.