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Oh ack, it’s going to be in the 90s on Sunday. I need to get up early to mow.

Woke up at 4AM. I wonder how long it will take until I get back to getting up later.

Zara has decided that my suitcase is a perfect kitty bed.

“Just A Song Before I Go” (Crosby, Stills, and Nash) is playing in my head.

Fed the cats. Had breakfast. I think that I’ll go back to sleep for a while. Zara is snuggled up next to me. Aww. Napped. Target opens at 9 AM. I need to make a copy of my driver’s license and mail it too.

My Venice watch loses time and I have to reset it periodically. Aargh.

I need to install my printer ink, but Mimi is on my lap.

Hmm. Maybe I should work on my clothes and file folders today as a way to ease back into organizing. My clothes sure need work.

Okay, made a copy of my driver's license to send. Did my Road Scholar evaluation.

Hmm. I’m feeling tired. My food was delivered. Napped. Zara is head-bonking me.

Showered and wearing a crisp white Firenze t-shirt and jeans.

I need to figure out what to do today. Get my glasses, but then what? My suitcase is mostly unpacked.

“Under Pressure” is now playing in my head. Now I’m thinking of Auden: “Hunger leaves no choice/To the citizen or police/We must love one another or die.” I’m in a funny mood. Restless and dissatisfied. I guess that I should put my energy into learning Italian (and French), getting organized, and getting exercise.

It’s so quiet here after the hubbub of the last couple of weeks.

Picked up my glasses and mailed the copy of my driver’s license.

I signed up for LanguaTalk. I signed up for Blue Cross Blue Shield's Fitness Program. I'll go on Wednesday to get started. Okay, I'm boiling and need to go downstairs. Napped. Zara is very deeply asleep.

It’s the middle of the night in Italy. I think that I’ll eat and go to bed. Well, I should make up some time for work.

My tomato plant has blossoms! I’m sitting outside and my neighbors are saying “Hello”.

Okay, I'm toast.