Thursday To sleep not long after ten to awaken at six-ten thinking I'd probably gotten a pretty good night's rest. Up to walk to breakfast under cloudy skies, they're saying rain later this afternoon and evening, but warm enough, arriving to turn on the lights in the dining area and settle in with the papers. So far, so good, although I felt tired and quite happy to be sitting. Not the best of signs.

The two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee, finishing up to first rush to their bathroom, hoping to make it in time, before heading out for home, the sky still overcast, but feeling tired as I walked. Most days the walking is easy, why tired this day, particularly after a good long night's rest?

Home to take the selfie in the lobby and settle in at the computer with a strong urge to say the hell with it until later and lie down on the bed. Tempted, tempted, but managed to post yesterday's entry, process the pictures and start this before flaking out and indeed lying down, not to sleep, but to watch a series I'd started yesterday on the tablet.

Later. An afternoon of watching The Bay, a Britbox series on the tablet, that releases a new episode every Tuesday and, in looking at it on the menu, couldn't remember if I'd missed last Tuesday's episode or the two earlier episodes and so watched first one and then the next, realizing I didn't really remember the story line until I'd watched the two episodes I'd seen before and got to the most recent third episode, for me a new one. The memory again. Makes it easy to find things to watch of interest, just go back to something you've seen a week before and watch it again, ninety percent of it long forgotten.

That doesn't sound good.

It seems to have only noticeably affected old movies and TV series. It doesn't seem to have gotten in the way of day to day stuff, but who knows?

Evening. Skipped Vera at eight, I'd seen it before, didn't need to see it again (even though I didn't, as usual, remember who'd done what to whom, just remembered I hadn't found it all that entertaining back when) and so to bed with lights out not long after nine.