I'm figuring out that my life is up to me now. I don't have someone else defining ten hours of my day. I get to make it up myself.
So, two days ago, I contacted the director of the Women Build program in Bremerton. She sent me a friendly, welcoming letter and referred me to the director of the same program in Tacoma. I want to be part of their next house build from the start. The idea is that women learn the construction skills they need working on a special project as a group. Then, when they show up at a regular build, it isn't so scary.
Also two days ago, I looked around for a mediation training class that happens before March. The March one is in Everett, near where I live. I found one in Olympia, in January. I think I'll sign up for that one. It's a 90-minute commute, but I may go on couchsurfing.org and find a place to stay.
And, two days ago, I set up WII Fit and spent half an hour working on balance exercises.
Then yesterday, I spent nine hours working on genealogy - way too much time to be sitting at a computer. My eyes were sore afterward. But every now and then I allow myself a day like that.
Last night I finished a wonderful book - "The Help", by Katherine Stockett. It has been a long time since I've read for hours. This morning I walked to the library to return it, feeling sad the experience is over. Reading is a great thing!
This evening I'm going to tackle my ESL assignment.
First, though, I'm headed to the garden to plant fall crops. Maybe do a little weeding in our riparian area.
And maybe take a nap.