Wednesday. To bed and lights out fairly early I seem to recall, to sleep at a decent hour to awaken close to the six-thirty alarm. Warm here inside the apartment though, and so opening the sliding balcony door before walking to breakfast on another clear morning, the papers saying we'd set Oakland temperature records yesterday with more to follow later today. OK. Best to believe them and prepare.

Later. I guess I decided I'd do it when the first little notification icon arrived on the computer task bar earlier this month, even knowing how badly such things can turn out, have turned out in the past, but maybe I wasn't too upset with the idea of spending a long session straightening my computer operating system out. Which is to say I allowed the main computer to upgrade itself to Windows 10 just now.

So far nothing fatal, but this editor is the first application I've loaded. Seems to work. The various settings it presented for me to approve or change during installation included some I didn't like the looks of, some that didn't apply to a desktop computer system and some, I'm sure, I didn't understand, but it's done and so far it seems good.

Later still. A walk to the 7-11 look-alike for an ice cream bar feeling a bit weird on the way. The odd shifting vision thing when you move the direction of your gaze started and so on to the store and then right back to lie down. Which made it go away. An ocular migraine? Not sure, but symptoms I've experienced before. OK. They, whatever they are, happen, but less often. Thank you for that.

No ambition earlier to take photographs at the two construction sites. Just didn't want to go out and take them, although (walking to the 7-11 look-alike) I discovered there was a cool breeze and the temperatures I was expecting up into the eighties had yet to arrive. Anyway, still feel the same: it's a photo holiday today.

Maybe that self portrait?

We're not placing bets.

Evening. A look at the Death In Paradise episode at eight. I'd seen it before at least twice, didn't quite recall who'd done it, but didn't need to know for a third time and so went back to the tablet. Up to watch the beginning of a Nova episode at nine, a program on the Fukushima nuclear reactors during the meltdowns, interesting, but again, to bed and lights out well before ten.