It was a rainy Saturday.

 

Sunday morning mantra: I don't have to do things in any specific order. This is a hard one for me. Necessary. Essential for that feeling of freedom that I crave.

Yesterday, Diana and I went on a date with Rob and Shelly. We had lunch with lively conversation, and then were blessed with a break in the rain to take a walk in Onondaga Lake Park. Diana got to see the salt-potato historic marker that she was interested in. We also got groceries at Aldi. I am worried I overspent, bought too many expensive things. I am sure everything is 100% OK, realizing that OK means good enough and not necessarily great.

I had a thought that I'd like to maintain a library for guests in my home. I am not sure that there is enough room at this point though, and if we had more room, I'd maybe rather hold it for something else, like more art supplies for Diana or a piano for me.

Song in my head when I awoke this morning: You'd Be Paranoid Too (If Everyone Was Out to Get You) by Waterparks

On the dinner plate: scrambled eggs, sausage, corn muffins, fruit salad