Yesterday, we got up early, had bacon and eggs with my Dad, took a walk, and I made pasta bean salad for potluck. After dropping Ray off, I went to the library and the bank and then to an OLLI class on purusing your dream and starting a business after 50. It was interesting and inspiring. Her business (selling clothing) made 500,000 its first year. This is significantly above average. If I were to start a business selling desserts, there is no way I could make that much money. I'm not sure I could make any money because how much can you charge for a few cookies? A couple dollars. To make 200,000 dollars, you'd have to sell 300,000 cookies. If we had 100 customers a day, it would take 10 years. Hmm. Do I love baking that much?

I met Becky for lunch and we went to chico's. I returned my green jacket, which was good, but I bought more stuff than I got credit for returning. I feel like a bulimic (not really), who eats and then purges. I feel guilty for buying these things (linen pants, summer dresses). I could return them to assuage my guilt, but would I just want to buy more? We had a good time and everything I bought was on sale. A couple things I wanted they didn't have in my size, but found at other locations and are having shipped to my house!

I brought Ray home. He caught up in his lecture, so has been working to come up with more notes for today. And a quiz. Stayed up late last night. We went to potluck, last choir rehearsal of the year, so we were done by 8 and came home and he worked. I watched a little TV and finished my book and slept pretty well. It is still cool and dry enough to open the windows and keep the AC from running, which is good, but it's not very cool. 74 in here this morning.