AUSTIN, Texas, Mar. 1, 2005 — Another beautiful day. I don't make a fast start on it but I am dedicated. I change the sheets. I gather tax stuff to go to the CPA. I fix some computer problems. I drive to South Austin and deliver the stuff to my CPA. It makes me smile that my CPA offices over one of the last remaining funky shops on the trending all too trendy SoCo: Uncommon Objects.

I go down to Texas French Bread for a coffee and a sit and read for a few minutes. Then off to the club for a fifty-minute ride on the recumbent bike.

When I get home, my idea is to shower up and go visit with my sister. But no one answers at my dad's. I get cleaned up, though. The maid is knocking around. I talk to my aunt who lives in Mesquite (Texas) in the winter and Maine in the summer. She's thinking of flying down to visit with my sister and my dad. Then she calls and confirms that. I call my dad's good friend and they are visiting there. I tell him his sister is coming.

My plans are subverted by a call from the chairman of a committee I'm on at the club. He wants me to go to a nominating meeting for members of the board of directors. I try to get out of it but tell him I will if he can't get anyone else. Then he wants me to get people to agree to be nominated. I call a few people with no luck. I tell my family I have to go to the meeting.

Meetings are such crap. This one isn't bad, really. I get some insight into my club where I spend a lot of time. I meet some people and hear about others (nominees). But it lasts until 8. When I get home we don't have water. I sit down and watch TV and read the paper. I don't accomplish anything else and I didn't manage to make time to visit with my sister. Sigh.

Sleep.