Sleep eluded me last night. My legs were hurting. I had not drank enough fluids yesterday. When I did manage to fall asleep, I had some crazy dreams. One I remember clearly. I was teaching those teenagers at KDS again. Harold and TJ were very real to me in my dream. They were training for Special Olympics. Now, this county has the games coming up on Thursday but they aren't on the scale of what I'm used to. That may be why I dreamed that or it could be because I miss couching. Believe it or not I was once a Special Olympics basketball, track and field and bowling coach. I've got pictures to prove it.

It seems to me that in those days I was physically healthier because I was required to be somewhere at all times. I either had to pick up kids for practice, train them, get them to a game, etc. or I had a long to-do list that I was working on. I was more neurotic then because I was trying so hard to be perfect, in control. These days I have the feeling that I've lost my edge somewhere. I no longer have to-do lists and I put things off to the last minute, telling myself that I have plenty of time. It seems to me that I need to find some balance.

Currently I've put off doing the evaluations on my assistance. I'm afraid that something will come back to bite me on these. But if I just merely tell the truth and let it go maybe things will work out.

I tried getting Cocoa to the vet this morning but she got away. She's got to be checked out. One of the stray calicos outside has the same condition. The fur is coming off the hind quarters and the lower part of the belly. It's like she's got some kind of skin irritation. But I noticed that she was constipated, too. I'm wondering if she might have worms, on top of everything else.