Only five more days until Andre's interview at the US Consulate in Santo Domingo. Fingers are still crossed that he gets the visa. I went to my friend Nancy Rosenberg's house and we posed in her kitchen together. Her son Sage made funny faces. I also posted a few older Photo Booth shots, one of three-eyed Daniel and me, and another of Andre and me when we visited my cousin Zack and his Chilean girlfriend Soraya in Puerto Montt, Chile.
I've been busy working out every day. Monday, Wednesday, Fridays I swim laps for an hour at the Boys and Girls Club with the Silver Dolphins. You have to be 50 and over to join. I barely qualify, but there's one woman who's 88 and a man who's 91, so I feel like a kid again. On Tuesdays and Thursdays I take Zumba dance class. It's like Jazzercize to Latin music. I also play racquetball 3 or 4 times a week and will be entering some tournaments soon.
At Daniel's suggestion, I went through an intense program called The Landmark Forum. No, I didn't get brainwashed, but I did get tired of sitting 13 hours a day, three days in a row, indoors under fluorescent lights. I'm learning how to transform my life, create new possibilities, and have breakthroughs in my communication. If I can just stop trying to prove I'm right, it will be a major improvement in my relationship with Andre. The problem is, I AM always right and he just needs to accept that.
My house is still rented out, so Daniel's been nice enough to let me crash in his garage. By the time Andre and I come back from New York on April 9, my tenants should be all moved into their new place, so we can start creating Andre's new life in the U.S...just in time for the biggest economic crash since the Great Depression. But I'm sure he'll be able to find a job, as smart as he is, and being quad-lingual.
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