I made a trek to Jikoji for Friday morning Zazen. It was a very small group: Miquel, Gerow, Nick, and a visiting teacher, "Oscan", who is leading the week-long sesshin next week. I opt'd to skip breakfast because I had so many things to manage back home. The disability hold up continues to need resolution and my hands are tied. Highway 9 remained open but there were at least 4 one-lane stopping point where tree limbs were being collected and shredded in massive wood chippers. Jen and I went to the Cass winery pickup party. The curry chicken was awesome as was the range of cheese and of course, the wines. The pours were liberal and, as has been the case repeatedly during the last le months, it caught up with me later. Significantly. So much so that I'm calling time out. No more drinking. At least not until some other critical areas of my life are stable. I don't need depressants right now. I felt like shit all night and got up at 3:30 am. I am proud of the fact that I kept my perspective reasonably well but I started out quite down. Jen went to reunite with her cousins and I stayed home with Tommy and the dogs, we had a good lunch at Darla's, the former "Basin" in Saratoga. He got things started with selling my CRV. I submit my business license application. I paid all but $ 6k of the property tax after working out the logic of using the new credit card.
