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2005-10-04 - 1:37 a.m. I Think He Said... I have to call my PsychDoc and ask him his exact words of advice on my last visit. I told him of my signing up with the Trapeze School and how much I wanted to totally be brave and love it, but how much it took out of me...I missed two days of work after that...and he advised I should set gentler goals. This weekend my, like, 15-year-younger bf and I went up and down and all over an ancient Staten Island cemetary, scouring toppled gravestones to see if any of his relatives were buried there. It was a pretty day and we were all alone there, and I was having one of the best weekends ever, yet I felt like an idiot...many of the plots were sunken, and I kept losing my footing. At one point I had to reach up and have him take my hand and help me to my feet. Gentler goals. OK. I've shoveled - did I spell that right? - most of my bedroom from the Deepest Depression days, and I have to say, it was worth it! One cool-beans thing I unearthed was a vintage BH90210 bedsheet I'd found at a local NYC thrift shop 15 years ago. I can research it on eBay, but I think I want to keep it, not sell it. Yuh, I worked for hours tonight to reach my gentler goal, and I say, I get to keep my silly BH90210 bit of TV history!