In line with trying to break out of my strict routine, I went to a beginning line dancing class at the clubhouse today at 5:15. This, of course, means that I cannot eat dinner at 5:00 on Tuesdays. As I suspected, eating at 4 was not a good idea because I was hungry when I went to bed (and I have strict rules about not eating after dinner). I enjoyed the class and decided that the best thing to do is graduate to the regular class as quickly as possible because it starts at 6 and I can eat before I go. Unfortunately my new neighbor, Hurma, who encouraged me to go because she didn't want to start it alone, is not very coordinated. I'm pretty sure I'll want to move on before she does. I think the way out of this is to practice on our own at home and I can teach her the steps. It is good exercise!