play some mancala, put on some jazz music and lay on the floor, humming along while we imagine the possible and the impossible.
Husbandman is going to help with xeroxing their zines this afternoon. As usual, he wants me to choose a time for him to come in. I can't believe he really tried to pressure me into nailing down a time. I glared at him and told him, "You know I can't choose a time right now! I'm obviously in a funk. Why do you have to ask me these things?"
He ignored my funkiness and answered, "How about I pick up some burritos and meet you at school around 1? We can have lunch together and then I can xerox?"
Husbandman really cheered me up with this comment. And now I'm ready to follow my sankalpa goal: "I take small actions to make things better." I'm heading in people.