Tuesday. Lights out at a decent hour, but more trouble getting to sleep than experienced the night before, still awakening at quarter to six to get out the door and drive to breakfast. Raining, of course. Not hard, but hard enough. There was no real thought of walking.

Had the plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries for breakfast (with fruit cup and coffee), as starting the day with them yesterday seemed to work out alright. We still want to blame this ocular stuff, weird headed stuff, on particular foods and who knows what they use as seasonings in their griddle cooked breakfasts?

You're grabbing at straws with that kind of thinking.

Straws aren't on the ocular migraine “to be avoided” list.

They're saying rain all day, a little depressing, but I did manage to talk myself into doing the laundry. We've put it off a week longer than usual and it's now due, no way around it. And, of course, as in the past, once started it pretty much happens all by itself without any real effort. More work avoiding the doing of it than the actual doing.

How many times have you said that in the past?

More than one can remember.

Later. It's been raining pretty hard out there, but the laundry is done and all but the socks are now hung and folded before noon. We'll get to the socks later (as we always do). Which is good. Very good.

The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries breakfast is bearing fruit?

Later still. Sorted, folded and stashed the socks before retiring to the bedroom to finish watching a Norwegian movie on the tablet. A pretty decent movie. Raining, of course, no more than a passing thought to go out for something to eat. Passing thoughts don't count.

And thus the afternoon.

And thus the afternoon.

Evening. They're saying we received two inches of rain in Oakland this afternoon. A whole lot more up north. Best not to be up north.

Listened to President Obama's farewell speech, my television reception for some reason on the fritz and so moving to the bedroom and NPR finally, rather than going to the web. There are things I wish he'd done better, but given the history and statements and trappings of this incoming administration, I suspect we may soon miss him more than we can imagine.

But so much for politics. I read and listen to too much of it as it is.