I'm sitting at "home" now with a sunburnt face and a sore body. Bob finally talked me into climbing a portion of Mt. Rainier. It took us four and a half hours to climb from Paradise to Camp Muir. We had to trudge up a 4,600 ft. elevation gain which ran through a particularly long snowfield. ... Not ... easy. It is best to bring something you can slide down on. We think we did all right but poor Bob has to go to work tomorrow.

I put home in quotations because Archstone is raising my rent and I haven't started to look for an alternative in earnest. I'd like to live in Issaquah but that would make my commute even harder. I don't want to live in Bellevue even though it is closer to school. I like the eastside so anything across Lake Washington is sort of out of the question. Lee seems to think that my place is just right. Tracy is supposed to visit next week but I'm not sure what will transpire and the apartment still hasn't been put back together. She had looked here for our bump last year but I usually don't add that sort of personal stuff. I think we are bumpy again, so Tracy, do what you think you have to do. I'm past being concerned about the outcome or much of anything else.

I think I got some good shots of the Muir Snowfield and the scenery up there. Y'all have a great week.