Sunday. Awoke at a quarter to six, earlier than I'd have liked, but listened to the radio for a while before getting up and getting ready to drive in the rain to breakfast to arrive some eight minutes before seven, but found the door to the restaurant dining area open again to enter, turn on the lights, sit and start on the papers. So far, so good.

The single pork chop, eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast to finish up just after nine. No thought to go by the supermarket and so out the door into a light rain and drive back to the apartment, the energy and clarity pretty good, thinking about starting something new to focus some attention on, now that quite a bit of the photography is not longer taking up so much of my time. Probably just a thought that's appeared because the eyes and the brain seem clearer and it will dissolve soon enough when the fog returns.

What's that about?

A thought that comes up as often as not: something to engage the interest other than Netflix and naps.

Still raining as we get into the morning, more so than yesterday, so I'm assuming we're here in the apartment for the rest of the day and maybe (from what the weather people are saying) much of the coming week. Another football game on television later?

Is watching football your idea of “something new” to take up your time?

Now, now.

Later. A pretty good rain through the afternoon, they're saying a couple of inches of rain this time, and so watched a movie on the tablet and that's been about it, other than some cleaning around the bedroom windows and checking out a football game. Feel pretty good, but no moves toward any of the “tasks” I'd been considering to better spend my time. No surprises in other words.

Evening. Nothing on television and so to bed early, again.