Friday. Up a little slowly, but things pretty much coming together as I was getting up. Off to breakfast in the usual routine, home under an overcast, although the sun is on its way. He said confidently.

A walk along Grand and over to the construction site to take some few pictures. People working, but nothing really presenting itself in the way of interesting photographs. They've put in place support columns right up next to the Grand Avenue sidewalk, so maybe the entrance to the parking garage will indeed be off Grand rather than Euclid. Or both. I have no idea what would make for easier and/or safer entry and exit.

On to the 7-11 look-alike for a small box of Good & Plenty, for some reason needing licorice laced sugar, nothing else appealing. The sun has indeed appeared, t-shirt weather, home to lie down for a brief nap. Not really tired, not really energized enough to start something old, new or productive, if only to, well, start something. A day not unlike other days you might say. Maybe for the best as there's stuff coming up over the weekend.

Later. A nice long aimless day watching various programs on Netflix and the like, listening to the news (half listening to the news), paying no attention to the journal and putting off writing this until tomorrow morning when my memory is (of course) somewhat fogged. A long afternoon, not antsy, into the routine, and the routine, at least after about two in the afternoon, is (perhaps too) comfortable.

Evening. A Midsomer Murders that didn't appeal at eight and so off to bed early to skim through two magazines that had arrived earlier, to listen to the radio (nothing interesting on the radio) and so to sleep. Early for a change, although getting to sleep seems to have taken quite a bit of time. As it often does.