Monday. Lights out before ten to awaken at a quarter to six, feeling pretty good. Up listening to Democracy Now!, as always on weekdays, to see it wasn't raining, although it looked dark and overcast. Would it rain on the way to breakfast or, not unlikely from the looks of it, would it have started for the walk back? What the hell: out the door to arrive at the restaurant five minutes before seven to find it open and customers inside.

The French toast with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, still thinking about how the various fried entries could be influencing the fuzzy headed states I've been experiencing in the later mornings and early afternoons, finishing up by eight-thirty.

Not raining, although a drop or two were felt on the face on the way back home. A bus arrived as I too arrived at the stop across from the Grand Lake theater, but decided against getting on it and continued walking. Felt good, the sinus-supper palate aching, but within bounds. I did want to go by the Rite Aid store over on Lakeshore today. Not such a good idea if it's going to rain.

Maybe open the curtains and see if it actually is raining?

Ah, the pavement's now wet and there's a light rain coming down.

Later. The rain showers of the earlier morning appeared to have stopped and so a walk to what turned out not to be Rite Aid, but a Walgreens on Lakeshore. I once pick up prescriptions at this very Walgreens for a period and, although I haven't been there in a while, I should have known the difference. Rite Aid, Walgreens. Memory glitch number what? Just didn't bother to think.

I was after strips for my Rite Aid blood sugar test kit that I'd bought two years ago when I'd had a low blood sugar episode at a family party, wondering if all these tiredness periods could be somehow related to blood sugar levels after reading a list of ten warning signs of oncoming diabetes, finding a number of them on the list were similar to things I've been experiencing. Probably not, but I have the test kit, can't hurt to check.

Walgreens doesn't sell Rite Aid test kits/strips/needles, of course, and so bought some boxes of Good & Plenty and a package of Chapstick before walking back to the apartment and ordering the supplies online from Rite Aid on their web site. At least all this resulted in a decent walk.

Evening. Lights out not long after nine, having watched another Swedish subtitled thing on television at six again, skipping out of it to start a series on the tablet, back at eight checking to see if I wanted to watch a Foyle's War episode I'd seen before and decided I didn't and so went back to bed and the tablet.