Another warm morning. My Dad arrived before we even took a walk, to take a bath while Vanessa was at yoga, after a little time on the computer. The baby lettuces are looking good after the inch of rain we had. I picked some spinach and lettuce that had wintered over, and there are a couple cabbages I could harvest.

I dropped Ray off and was at ALT about 10. I worked a couple hours on the thank you letters and then went home for lunch, partly because the weather was so nice. My parents were just getting ready to go. I had leftover breakfast casserole for lunch and did some vacuuming, before getting back in the car to drive to the writing workshop. I felt bad because I had not really made time for myself to write this week. I'm unemployed and have no children to care for; it's not as if I am too busy. I just don't make time. I need to decide what's important to me. Obviously, planning meals and cooking are important. Walking is important. Apparently, watching TV is important.

Anyway, the workshop was relaxing and inspiring. This week's assignment is to spend some time in silence, an idea I have toyed with for years. There is a yoga group that holds silent retreats and I have been tempted to go. I think I might hate it. Am I afraid to be alone with my thoughts?

I picked Ray up and we came home. I had thawed chicken cacciatore for dinner and it was quite yummy. I made some more cookies too.

I watched a few things on TV and then came up to read for a while before bed. I fell asleep about 9:15, waking up several times when Ray came to bed and then got up about 4 or so, but I managed to stay in bed until after 6. It is starting to be a little light now and I feel great, although I have some aches in my back and left arm.