Day 7

 


I withdrew from teaching the writing class. Too much stress over the zooming.  It’s asking too much and triggered my anxiety about not knowing what to do. Rosalie agreed that I was not treated well or supported.. Cold morning with sun and the promise of pulling kale for the compost bin. It’s all gone to seed. I’m looking forward to our new crop. Rosalie and I also talked about regrouping Tea and Stories. We miss our sharing. I’m going to inquire about using the church hall.


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