Home alone.

Took the kids to the airport this morning. Heard the Chili Peppers’ “Californication” first thing on the car radio.

Back at the house and feeling like doing a whole lotta nothin’ for a day or so. Looking forward a long hot bath tonight and some wine on the roof. Just the realisation that I don’t HAVE to DO anything, or WORRY about anything...well...it’s pretty incredible.

I’m thinking maybe a nap, then down to the pool for a little reading. Brought Alfred Kazin’s “A Lifetime Burning In Every Moment” (from his lifetime of journals) and Cormac McCarthy’s “All The Pretty Horses” (one I’ve never felt like I had time to dive into—here’s that rainy day).

Got turned on to Cold Stone Creamery’s cake batter ice cream first night here, looking like a toss-up whether i'll lose any weight out here...although I AM going to start practising tai-chi, with my “tai-chi-in-a-box” kit I bought from Target before leaving Nashville...