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Dreamed last night of working on an electronic device. There were hundreds of circuits that had to be unscrambled and optimized. I was using a tool that let me bring up the circuitry, search for overlaps, and consolidate the wiring required. I'm not certain what the final device was supposed to do, now. During the dream, I felt like I had a clear picture of what it was to do and how the circuits were to be put together. The dream involved a cool efficiency and competence. I felt like I was working effectively and efficiently.

Men's team meeting was minimal last night. Just RS, MK and me appeared. No news from RR. MD was stuck in Lodi (again). RM called and bailed at the last minute--he had a planned dinner with his mother-in-law. RB was shooting elk. BH was burying his father, who suffered a heart attack last week. Steakburgers were OK. Need to come up with some venue that doesn't center around food. Can just make that a prerequisite--eat a big lunch--no food available at the meeting.

Have about determined that I will not be going to Baja. Too much involved given my current situation(s). Am starting to look for a new place to rent in the area. Looking for a place with a kitchen so I can better control my dietary needs. Am spending too much on ready-made food that is not always healthy. Tasty, yes! Healthy, sometimes!

Ideal place will be near one of the main thoroughfares so I can walk too stores, use local free WiFi connections, etc. And one that has a kitchen, access to a W/D, off street parking, some extra storage space, utilities included, and a modest rent (with a month-to-month or short lease). It is out there. I just have to corral it when it appears.

Dance class tonight. Zippadeedoodah! Moment by moment. Washed my truck today. It really needed it. A street person came up as I was washing and asked to help. There was nothing he could do--I was using one of the power wands to knock off the surface dust. He looked so desperate that I gave him some changes. He was not one of the people playing the system. He looked and acted like he was in need. Anyway, I gave him a handful of change. He thanked me. One moment of opening, or so it felt.

Expect the gardeners to arrive soon, making their noisy way through the yard, trying to control the forces of nature with tools and gadgets.

Think I'll go look around one area of town where I think I'd like to find a place. See what's on the For Rent signs in that area. Or not. Could just wait for "the place" to appear, but probably best to be stirring the pot, just in case.

I'm thinking I should hang here in the area for another 6 months or so, and continue to restore myself. During that time, I will make exploratory trips, investigate other areas, and establish my writing practice--which is the key thing I wish to do, need to do, have to do. Without that focus, all else is without purpose, without energy.
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Dance class was so-so tonight. Learned a dance (sort of) that was to piece of rap music. Steps weren't that aligned with the beat, the rhythm. Funky but not also. P's wife was there and she finally broke down in tears and left early. She's concerned with P no doubt. I wanted to get people to sign his get well card, but didn't want to do it with her there--then she left and I didn't manage to do it before class ended. Will take the card to B&B tomorrow night.

Class energy was down tonight or so it seemed. Right now, the neighbors are outside (in a hot tub?) making late night noises. H, the landlord, is rummaging around the house even though it's quite late. Not something he usually will do since his wife has to get up so early. Maybe she has the day off or is not home tonight. Or maybe he just has work that must be done.

Tomorrow is D-day (declaration day). I need to let them know that I'm planning to vacate on my one year anniversary date. Time to move on to a new setting, a new room with a view. Life calls. I hear and act. What else is there to do, to be done?