I took a book out of the library called "The Accountable Life". It was an interesting book, and I've lost it. So much for that.

I've been home most of the day, working on my resume, to send to a contact in the Government of Nunavut, and making dinner. Jehovah's Witnesses came to the door. Jazzy wanted to eat them, but I didn't let her.

Went to cancel my insurance on the business, and Glen, my insurance agent, asked me what was next. I said, no more businesses. He said, "The knife shop at Woodgrove is for sale". I told him I wasn't allowed to play with knives...