Saturday. To sleep after eleven again, awakening at close to seven feeling just fine. For the first thing in the morning, anyway. Up to drive to breakfast. It wasn't raining, didn't look like it would rain when I'd usually be walking home, but decided to go by the Lakeshore ATM and so set out, got the cash and arrived at the restaurant at ten minutes to eight, finding it open and so scooted inside to the blocked off dining area, to turn on the lights and settle in with the papers and their cornovirus news, most of which I just glanced at as there was nothing really new in any of it.

The two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee again, finishing up somewhat earlier and driving home, taking the selfie in the lobby and heading upstairs to get into this.

Later. Wind and rain in the later morning and so to the tablet for most of the day with no thought or impetus to write here. Seems not unlike yesterday and days past.

But we'll persevere.

Unless the virus gets us.

No flippancy about this virus business.

Evening. To bed early, lights out after ten, to sleep somewhat later.