Friday. A pretty good night. To sleep before eleven to awaken at six-thirty on another overcast morning, driving to breakfast thinking I wanted to get back home before nine-thirty, the time at which I'd told the nurse yesterday I'd be at home to take the Protime test when the technician arrived. Not much of an excuse, but I figured what the hell, a good enough excuse for a Friday and arrived before seven to enter the restaurant dining area, turn on the lights and settle in with the papers.

The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast (we've added a pound or two in these last couple of weeks) to finish up by a quarter after nine and set out for the car, walking on beyond it to the veterinarian office to take a picture of one of their wait outside with your pet sidewalk markers. I'd noted it in walking home yesterday, but hadn't thought to take a picture. Bad habit, not thinking to take a picture. Home to take the selfie and settle in with the journal, editing and posting before getting into it here.

Later. No sign of the Protime technician now that it's five. Haven't spent any time on the tablet, but have listened to too much coronavirus news on the radio and television, probably because I'm a bit nervous waiting to get the Protime thing taken care of and don't want to be hunkered down on the bed on the tablet, the ears blocked with the buds screwed in tight when the Protime person arrives. If he/she arrives.

Evening. Still no Protime test. No indication they won't come, but I suspect this is not something they were doing before the virus showed up and so they're still gluing the operation together.

Stayed up and watched the Inspector Morse episode at eight. Not one I'd seen before, Morse getting older and being pushed to retire, his drinking causing him problems. In this one he solves a century old case while lying in a hospital bed. OK, I'm obviously willing to sit through most anything if it keeps me even mildly amused. Lights out again after the six minute BBC news at ten, to sleep whenever.