Saturday, the 16th. Lights out again not long after eight to take my time getting to sleep, but awakening at six-thirty to get up, have the usual breakfast and return to lie down on the bed to listen to Oregon Public Radio for about an hour and not much else until the afternoon when I got out the door and took the twenty minute walk. Not so bad, stepping right out, wasn't particularly tired when I got home and so we'll crank it up another five minutes the next time out.

As in tomorrow?

Well, maybe we'll do twenty-one minutes tomorrow. Or the day after.

Sunday, the 23rd. Nothing of note this last week other than I missed only a couple of days in getting in the walk. Still fight the idea, but once out the door it goes quite well, each day easier than the last. It's getting my ass out that door that causes all the moaning and groaning.

Friday, May 6th. OK, we seem to be settling in here. There's still stuff to unbox, most of it stuff I'll never use again and need to get rid of, but most everything else has found its place. I've switched the car insurance, signed up with Kaiser for health insurance and scheduled the various doctor's appointments I need to get back on line. I'll do the DMV and voter registration next week. Well, I'll say I'll make appointments next week, we'll see if I actually do. Knowing me.

I have no idea how the rest of this will go. Getting in a walk most days now, watching way too much crap on the tablet (no change there), no longer sit down here at the computer every morning to write here, but who knows how it will go? The head is as fuzzy as ever and there's little to no photography going on anymore, but none of that is new.

You're babbling.

Some things, I guess, just don't change.