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The truck is back and on the track. I dropped off the rental and hitched a ride to the repair place. The shifting action doesn't seem as smooth as it used to be--but I'll drive it for a while and see if things get back together. There's a 24 month warranty so I can always go back for anything that isn't right.

I watered 4 of the 9 trees yesterday. Today, I watered the remaining five--and let the water flow for about two hours on each tree. I guess I'll just alternate this watering schema for the rest of the week--until the arborists return. The dogs seem to like it since I let them just hang out in the yard, unless they get too noisy.

I turned on the heat this morning--it was a bit cold last night. I know I had snuggled under my blankets to keep warm. I feeling hot and dry already--symptoms of being in the heated air. It feels much better outside than in, but MD has to be kept warm--she's much more sensitive to the cold than the hot.

This day has been a long day--or seemed that way. I was up and out early to drop off the rental and pick up the truck. I then went for a morning latte, and a bit later (while trees were being watered) went to lunch (tri-tip sandwich with sweet potato fries). I came back and shifted the hose to another tree, and slept for a while.

Somewhere along the way, I got a call from the Dental group asking if I could make it to the hygienist--she had an open spot in her schedule. The opening was just minutes away and I chose not to do it. I didn't need another activity along with what I was already doing--and especially not an intense dental procedure.

Now time is moving inexorably onward, but slowly. I'm almost ready to start watering the final tree and get ready for dance class. Right now, I'm feeling like I don't want to go to the class. I probably will go. I know I'll feel better if I go and move after such a relatively sedentary day.

The dogs are barking at some repairmen that are working next door. Better that they bark now and not  all night. The fish are quieter!

I almost forgot that I had a dream last night--a clear one. I was in a house with several other people. We were like tenants in a rooming house a shared coop-style of dwelling. The house was crowded and there were many interactions between people, some of which was hostile. At one point in the dream, I was outside. I was walking along huge seawall. I was supposed to meet someone, a man. We were going to exchange messages that would be passed on to others. As I approached the seawall, I noticed a man standing atop the wall. He wore a black coat and hat, and appeared ominous. I ran up to the wall and started climbing up a fissure in the wall, moving upward hand over hand. I knew that if I could reach the top of the wall quickly, I could surprise the man in black, and also warn off the person I was supposed to meet. I awoke from the dream as I started climbing up the wall.

The dream felt physically very real--solid and not like watching a film. I could feel the stone in the walls, hear the sounds of the sea, smell the brine.