For the first few months of the year, I was stressed because I wasn't getting enough work done.  Not on the novel, not on the house, not on the ever-mounting-pile-o'-papers on my desk.  But these last few weeks, I've been settling into the idea that this time with Dan is to be treasured and enjoyed. 

Soon enough, there will be days and weeks and months when his work makes us hoard our moments together.  When time must be rigidly structured and diligently guarded.  We will have to share weekends with others instead of making them up out of weekdays (when things are less crowded...especially on the golf course).  I will have great swaths of time to write, to whittle down paper piles, to finish up household projects.  Soon enough.

So I've decided to enjoy this mini-retirement.  To that end, we're  golfing together once a week (in addition to my Thursday nine holes with Renee').  We spent a lovely morning on a local executive course--Casta Del Sol in Mission Viejo.  I shot an 86 and Dan shot a 72.  We played with two women (Sue and Hilda) who used to play at Lake Forest but have graduated to the 18-hole, 3,400 yard course.  I suspect Renee' and I will be doing the same thing soon.

After golf, we went to breakfast.  On the way to The Corner Bakery, American Express called, wanting to check on some recent charges.  None of which were mine.  So I should have a shiny new Amex card tomorrow.  Dan's happy because it means I can't buy anything today.

Although I did take him to Costco so he could buy things.  But if it's not on my bill, it doesn't count, right? 

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