Robb and I had a quiet morning at home, and then headed out to do some errands. Amidst the practical activities, we crammed in a little letterboxing.
I had heard that one of my logbooks at the Oakland Rose Garden was soaked, so I scooped it up, and will bind another book to replace it.
We also planted a letterbox at Berkeley's tastiest chocolate factory.
On a more serious note, we're realizing that we have to be really honest with ourselves about how much this gigantic change in our lives is affecting us, emotionally. Both of us are struggling with how not to feel stalled or stuck or frustrated, and how not to mis-direct these feelings when we do have them.