Tuesday. As said, to bed early to turn the lights out at nine. I think it was nine. Hard to say unless I specifically decide to remember the next morning and we do forget to decide. These days. And nights. Anyway, awake at six-twenty to get up and get ready to walk to breakfast on what's slated to be another warm well up into the seventies day. Setting new temperature records, these days.

Had the eggs Benedict, country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast before packing up and walking back home to the apartment, taking the usual pictures plus one of what appear to be discarded and damaged bicycle tires. Too much excitement out there for me to consider riding a bicycle again, but interesting for pictures.

I've been taking care of the cut on the right index finger, changing the bandage fairly often, certainly changing it every time I wash the hands, and it seems to be holding up. Nothing too weird in coloration, not really aching or anything. Another day and we'll know better.

A haircut scheduled for noon and so we'll be heading downtown again. How long since I've been downtown? How long since I've been to any of the common places I've traveled to in the near past at but the drop of a hat anymore?

Later. A bus to the ATM on Broadway and then a walk on to the City Center and the haircut, arriving a little early and so picking up a cookie and a small coffee at the restaurant next door. Back then to walk up Broadway to Grand and Webster where I caught the bus home. Warm, set out in a long sleeved shirt and carrying a camera in a backpack, but never taking it out.

Tired and so back on the bed for a while, listening to half of the three o'clock News Hour on the radio, half on television in the living room to pretty much describe the afternoon (so far), half awake, half asleep, making all kinds of weird typos as I write this feeling less than happy about it.

Evening. Nothing on television and so spent the late afternoon continuing to watch a French series on the tablet, turning in finally around eight and staying awake long enough to listen to the first ten minutes of the nine o'clock BBC news. A comparatively warm evening that ended with lights out well before ten.