early rousing

I'm up too early. It must have been the Red Bull that I drank before going to sleep. That, or maybe this elevated heart rate from dancing. I didn't actually goto bed until about 3:30. All I know is that I'm here typing now after updating my ledger balance for yesterday's expenses. So far, so good. Not overdrawn and still within my budget for the month. (Only 7 days left)

Yesterday I got Mark to come out to see me speak at Orange Coast College. The main reason was just to have him see me speak, but I also wanted to see if it was something that he'd want to do himself. The class was "just okay." But I think there may be some interest. We shared conversation over Jack in the Box and then went out to Mickey's last night to dance. He has his 10 year high school reunion this weekend. It would be nice if I could take a road trip up to Sacramento; the drive would do me some good.

Randy has befriended the neighbors. ((Clarification point: the "neighbors" reference in the prior entry had nothing to do with our actual neighbors.)) I've been my normal keep-to-myself self but stopped by their front window before going out last night and introduced myself. Apparently Jimmy--who shares his bedroom wall with ours and whose window is inches from our window--has heard us having sex. Lovely.

Sarah is now 14. Frederic is 31. I have a couple phone calls to return.

The DanceSafe meeting last night revealed an organization in shambles. Mark says I'm not one to over-dramatize, but maybe I am on this subject. Four of the current six board members for our local chapter are quitting. There were only three of us at the meeting last night. (General chapter meeting) I've decided to dive back in as more than just a fund raiser. It's that avalanche I was talking about. Maybe I just had a premonition or something.

I still feel something else in the air.