I went with a friend last night to an silent auction/art sale to benefit a cancer support organization in town where another friend works. It was held at an office building with a central atrium.
This sort of pottery appeals to me. If I hadn't made a solemn vow to myself not to buy anything new until I knew for sure where I will be landing, I'd have been tempted.
However, the price of admission included hors d'oeuvres and a couple of drink tickets, so I contented myself with food and wine. I had given up sweets for Lent and I have been surprised by much much-reduced craving for sweets since Easter rolled around. I had one chocolate mini-cupcake and wasn't even inclined to go back for another.
Mostly what I enjoyed was being with the people I ran into there. As it happened, several friends of mine also attended and we stood for a long time talking and laughing. As I sit perched on the edge of my soon-to-be empty nest, I am reminded how much I rely on my friends.