It is now summer, by the calendar and by the thermometer. When I looked at the outside temperature this morning, about 7:30, it was 70. We didn't have the windows open last night, it was too hot when we went to bed. It's about 78 in here and the AC will probably come on soon. It was a good spring, but I look forward to being somewhere cooler. When Ray retires, maybe we'll move north.

We went to the movies last night. We were supposed to see Hysteria at Cine, but we met Becky and Kent there and it wasn't showing. I had checked the listings, but this weekend is AthFest and they changed the schedule. I probably would not have rushed off to see Seeking A Friend at the End of the World with Steve Carell, but it was good. Beautiful and sad, but hysterically funny too, laughing at our culture and values. What would you do if you knew the world was going to end in a few weeks? Keep going to work? The best part maybe was the TV announcer, counting down to the end of the world, and telling people to set their clocks ahead for daylight saving time. Anyway.

The biggest thing that happened yesterday is that I seem to be applying for a gerontology certificate. This is a program of 6 classes, 3 in the fall and 3 in the spring, that will possibly allow me to find work. I like the taking classes part. And I think there will be more and more jobs in the field. The biggest question is will I want to work ini those jobs. Geriatric care manager is basically case management, I think, and I know I can do it, advising people about services available to them and helping them get what they need.

I will start classes in August if I do the online application and pay the money. In the spring, I can do a research project or a practicum, which would probably help me get a job. The woman I met with is about my age. Her daughter is getting married in August and she is working in Death and Dying and Housing for the Aging, the two areas that interest me. She is very down to earth and her name is Anne, the same as my mother's.

Other than that, I gave out lunches with Gere and drove Ray to work and saw my Dad in the morning. I rode the bicycle at Ramsey for a half hour. The parking is $1 for 30 minutes--you can barely walk to the locker room and back in half an hour. It's $3 for an hour, which I managed to stay under this time, but it stressed me out. $5 for two hours. But it was good to do the workout.