Dream--

I was in a store of some sort, I think it was a convenience store, and I ran into my babysitter form childhood's sister-in-law, Rhonda, she had a baby girl and was the age she was when I was kid and I was the age I am now. She was telling me about how the two boys had grown up and she and her husband, Bill, had decided to have another baby and lucked out to have a girl. I was wearing a name tag. It had my name on it and underneath said "Widow." This dream was in full color like a film.

I had another dream too but now I don't remember it at all.

Last night I got a call from a 0000000000 number and at first I had a faint hope it was someone important but when they called back this morning and I answered it was just a bill collector who was very very rude with me. I know they have tough jobs but do they have to be so rude?

I went to The Onion Tree on my way home from lunch to talk to the Brigitte the girl who owns it and is my upstairs neighbor. I wanted to check out her little shop and pick up something for my niece. While we were talking she told me I was wasteful because I had so many clothes. She's not very nice. I don't think I'll shop there again. I spent $20 on two small things too. She has a store full of things that most people don't need. She has a whole business built on waste.

Jason should be back in the states today. I hope he got back safe and sound.

I've almost made my goals of walking 5 times this week and yoga five times this week. I'm 5 days smoke-free.

I'm pretty much miserable.