We had blueberry pancakes for breakfast and did a little more tidying, so that the house is close to back to normal now. I am slowly throwing away all the flowers that are unsightly. The white roses Molli's employer sent are all drooping their heads. I picked a few more things in the garden, but it is winding down. We walked out to get the newspaper, Cameron racing around us.

We picked up my father to take him to the service at UUFA. It was the annual water communion. He brought a little water in a pill bottle and said it was symbolic water from the Bras d'Or, where we had many happy times. Lots of people said nice things to me and to Dad. He especiallly enjoyed talking to John about his sailboat that needs a new tiller. We might pull the trailer with the white truck and bring it back from Fripp. We had lunch at Peking and took him back to his apartment. He is packing and preparing for a trip to Santa Fe.

Ray and I did some computer time and then went to the Melting Point. They were having a public hearing on the redistricting process. There is a bi-partisan committee working on it, but our Democrat-turned-Republican state legislator is proposing a different plan. And it is the state legislature that gets to decide. It was very frustrating and political. We only stayed 40 minutes. I had a drink and a salad, which were both okay but not great.

We had a private ballroom dance lesson at 6:30, with one of the instructors from Dancing with the Athens Stars. It was a lot of fun, but hard work. I would think we were getting it, smiling and enjoying the music, and then I would totally screw up. It's hard to imagine ever being able to really enjoy dancing without having to count in my head. In this case, we were working on the foxtrot.

It was kind of a relief to come home. I was tired. I made smoothies and watched some TV and went to bed. I finished my book and slept pretty well. When I woke from a strange dream, I realized my mother had been in it. Well, not really, but in the dream we had talked about her as if she were still alive, but there was some reason she couldn't go out in public. Like, it was kind of a social faux pas to be dead and still doing things.