Friday. To sleep at a reasonable time to awaken at an unreasonable just after five in the morning to listen to the rest of Rising Up With Sonali before Democracy Now! came on at six. Half listened, anyway. Up to walk to breakfast under a bright sun, they're saying it may hit eighty later today, and so wore a light summer jacket over a long sleeved shirt. Arrived to settle in at my table and start on the papers. So far, so good.

The two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee for no particular reason, finishing up after nine to set out for home, the sun as bright as ever, the temperature warm. Definitely warm. I'd had a debate as I was leaving as to whether or not to visit their bathroom, but decided it was safe to wait until I got home, but you never know about these things after having this situation off and on now for years. Worked out fine, took the selfie in the lobby, turned on the computer and hit the bathroom just as things started to get out of hand.

Yesterday's entry was a mess, clearly written by a fuzzy headed stranger, but pasted it together as best I could, posted and downloaded the morning pictures to the computer before starting the laundry. Tired and a bit dizzy for whatever reason, but didn't use it as an excuse to put it off again.

Do you want a pat on the head?

I'd feel better with a nap.

Later. OK, tired to the point of being just a little woozy/dizzy. Managed to fold and hang the morning laundry (we'll do the socks later) and then drive to LabCorp for the monthly Protime (blood thinner) test, finding a nearby parking spot right away and so the trip back and forth ended up taking but forty minutes, returning in time to listen to the three o'clock PBS Newshour at three.

Still tired as this afternoon approaches evening, as whatever tiredness that appears in the mornings usually does, but I think we'll lie down and watch something on the tablet with the fan on at the foot of the bed. Yes, it's warmed up, hitting seventy-eight degrees this mid-afternoon.

Evening. Folded the socks. Good. Nothing on TV and so settled down on the bed and finished watching a so-so Netflix movie on the tablet, the ocular migraine, a big one, hitting me just as it finished and I was transported into another body in another world. Confused, having turned into someone else, got in bed without going through the usual take the blood pressure, brush the teeth and check the weight on the scale routine. If that sounds weird and confusing, it is. The only benefit is you get to sleep pretty much right away and sleep like the dead.