City:
Monday I threw a nice bunch of pots and drove back to city in time to stop for some groceries on the way to dancing. When I arrived at the church, only one woman was waiting outside. we started chatting and were well into a great conversation of getting to know that we liked each other when the organizer came out of the church and informed us there was no dancing this week. she had "announced it" last week but neglected to put it in email. We both made it clear - obviously - that this was unacceptable. "I drove 40 miles for this!"

My new friend suggested I send my own email re the fragrance problem since F does not bcc; I could reply all! Good plan - before next week.

Then I went home and took hot bath. R worked so late he never came home so I took another really hot bath this morning and spent a few hours in recuperation. Then we had lunch at a vegan restaurant - terrific sweet potato/blackbean burger and lovely dal soup.

By the time I got the the country, there was only time to cover yesterday's pots so they do not dry out too much before Friday. Then writers' group which was good. I wrote a piece, and read it, about a friend who committed suicide. For about 20 years I have been furious that she did this to her two young daughters but when I read it, I choked up and could barely finish. I think it let go of the anger. Still feeling .... a sort of healing?

So, back in the city. Raining all day. Tomorrow: taxes and, if time, more pots to be made upstairs.