All week I have been feeling pretty good. When I played games at Ralph's on Saturday, he said he thought I was doing much better. I really had a good time. We played some new games that I had not played before--Loot and Family Business. I didn't care for Family Business even though I won, but that was mostly because I am not fond of elimination games. As people were talking about leaving, I got a text to meet some other friends to play games--so I went there afterward and played domino--Mexican Train and Chicken Foot. I am not a big fan of these games, but I really enjoy the company so it wasn't so bad.
Friday night at the dance club, I managed to hit a wine bottle with my elbow and as it was falling I reached for it, the bottle spun around sending wine everywhere, but i managed to catch it before it hit the floor. We ended up with red wine all over the wall and the floor, but I managed to save more than half the bottle. It took a while to clean up and I had a huge wet spot on my leg. Luckily I was wearing black pants so you couldn't see a stain. I scrubbed the wall and the front of the refrigerator for a long time and got most of the wine off. The refrigerator is white and there were some light steaks left at the end--I am probably the only one who cares about that. Darryl had dropped a bucket of ice prior to that, so neither of us was having a good evening.
Over the last couple of days, I agreed to help teach Sunday school at church. There was a meeting this morning to meet the other teachers and get an idea what we would be doing and now I wonder why I signed up--although honestly, I am not as scared as I thought I would be. We start the Sunday after Labor Day so I have two weeks to get really worked up. I hope this is a good experience. The funny thing was that my co-teacher remembered me from when I would show up at church and sit with Roland and his family. She wondered what the relationship was. I kind of flashed back to when we were asked the question one Sunday after church standing in line to get donuts. Of course, I stopped doing that once they moved up north. i explained that they had moved up north and that they attended another church.
I am still unable to remember my dreams. In the morning my dreams are still vivid while I am in the process of waking up, but once I move around, I forget everything. I will try again in the morning, but it hasn't been working well.
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