Today I was bad, I drank a glass of wine. I was of course apprehended by you know who and the wine promptly was poured out and I was chastised. But the episode was followed close on by a nice impromptu steak dinner with my neighbors over. Served baked sweet potatoes and salad. Nice evening for sitting out and talking. The reason for the dinner is that tomorrow is Chemo day and I go dark for a few days.

I am still refining my vocational directions, the avocation is more or less decided. I will resurrect my miniature building efforts and start building scale model furniture. Years ago I built a wooden ship model or three and I branched out into model furniture. I was sort of good at it. I have a couple of captain's chairs that I built using 33 pieces of wood in each one. The seats are laminated toothpicks, like 8 or ten pieces across the seat. All that the area under the chair legs is less than the size of a nickel. So I thought since the effort is minimal and the room necessary is greatly reduced, I'd build some and see where it takes me. I am still deciding how to reconcile making some money. That will take more time. I am taking this very seriously because I consider this set of decisions critical to my recovery. I need to have something to look forward to that will excite me and get my attention. Oh, and some money coming in would help.

Other than messing with my mental situation today was relaxed and easy. I look forward to getting done with chemo and hopefully have a break from endless medical visits.