Yesterday was sunny and windy, but cold. We had a fire going most of the day and it was pleasant, but needed some baking...

Ray slept late. I ate breakfast and took a short walk and got three eggs. When I woke him to go to pilates, he said he wasn't going. So I didn't either, feeling like we needed to spend some time together. His hip was really hurting. He ate breakfast and took his own walk and I took a nice bath.

We left about noon to go downtown and pick up our tickets for the musical and go by the bank before arriving at the Fellowship. I had brought some leftovers to eat for lunch. Rosemary and Geneva had set everything up.

Most of the people who signed up were there to fill out their Health Care Directive, but not everyone. It was somewhat depressing work, but helpful to know what the choices mean. Then we had witnesses on hand to sign each other's forms. My Dad came too, so now all three of us have signed health care directives (living wills). We need to make copies and give them to people who might be asked to make decisions for us and take it on trips.

After that, we came home. I addressed some of the rehearsal dinner invitations and decided what to have for dinner. As usual, when I leave it too late, I get cranky and don't feel very good. It was about seven when we ate. Then we had to rush to the Classic Center. Fortunately, it didn't start right on time. It was funny, but not as funny as I had hoped. People around me were giggling and guffawing and I was entertained, but I think it was not quite the kind of thing I like as much as some people. Ray liked it more than I did. It was Menopause the Musical and they had written new words to a lot of old songs. Four middle-aged women sang them, in a set that was meant to be Bloomingdale's. It was cute, but I prefer a little more story or a little more originality. Becky and Mac were next to us.

Went to bed when I got home and had my mask on most of the night.