Wednesday. Lights out after nine. Not quite ten, but closer than it's been recently, and so to sleep and then to awaken at five-thirty. Again. OK, if that's a problem we'll resolve it. No big deal. At least we're getting a good night's sleep, just, you know, not exactly during the hours we'd like. There are worse problems to be found.
Clear skies and so took my time getting ready so as to set out at the desired six-thirty, the East Bay Times arriving just as I was leaving the door and so walked to breakfast in a decent mood. Well, the walk itself puts me in a decent mood, if only when it ends and I can sit down again. (That's starting to sound like babble.)
The oatmeal, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. Couldn't really think of anything else. I often don't feel particularly hungry at breakfast, although I've been making it the main meal of the day. The walk home, passing the building they're gutting. Lots of trash piled up behind the plywood panel, but no workers in sight.
A Protime blood test later today. Walking home I was I was looking forward to it: a good walk, a warm sun, the temperature just right.
Later. A bus to Broadway and a walk to the lab, taking a couple of pictures of the apartment house project, the construction a month further along since the last visit. No waiting when the lab opened its door at one, all of five minutes for them to draw the blood. A mixed fruit yogurt cup out on the patio in front of the building afterward.
Another picture of the project from the Broadway side and then on, remembering they were building another complex of some kind at the corner of Broadway and 27th, remembering the size and depth of the excavation I'd photographed on my last visit to the lab.
Evening. Half watched Law & Order episodes for the rest of the afternoon and then caught the last half of Democracy Now! I'd missed this morning, before burning out on television altogether until Charlie Rose and eight listening with interest to his interview with Elizabeth Warren. I have to admit I'd vote for Elisabeth Warren for whatever she might run without blinking.