Here's what I got myself into and out of: completed my second year at Antioch New England in dance/movement therapy, broke my toe, bought a computer, climbed up to the AMC hut on Mt. Lafayette in the Presidentials, turned around and climbed back down, played at various open mikes in VT/MA/NH, went to Maine for the first time ever, went to Acadia National Park, sang and danced in a musical called "What the Dragon Stole" (I was "the mom"), went to Provincetown, MA to check it out and saw the sun set at Race Point, sold or gave away most of my belongings and drove from NH to OR, lost my alternator in Montana and my battery in Idaho, struggled with premenopause, wandering around on the internet I ran into the Mudcat, celebrated my birthday and Christmas with my grandson for the first time in 3 years. And survived.