Saturday. A very uneven night's sleep to the point where I worried I'd have trouble keeping my eyes open in the morning to awaken at six-fifteen and listen to NPR until I got up at the usual time to drive to breakfast. A sunny morning, they're saying just over seventy degrees later, but I managed to talk myself into driving. Ah, well. Arrived to enter the dining room and settle in at my table this time with all three papers in hand.
The single pork chop, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee, the weight holding fine on the scale this morning, finishing up after nine to walk to the car and drive straight home realizing, as I was driving, that I'd better get to the bathroom pretty quick or I was in trouble.
Took the selfie (hurriedly) in the lobby and made it to the bathroom without issue, but just. Settled in at the computer, finished off yesterday's entry, posted it and started processing this morning's few pictures, feeling reasonably clear headed. Clear headed or soon to be heading to bed to crash after last night? We'll know in the next paragraph.
Later. I finally decided to open the computer and identify the speaker card that's not been working now for some time so I could order a replacement. I'd checked all the connections in the past, but a computer without sound in these days of Zoom and YouTube is a pain in the ass ears only to discover that by changing connections I thought I'd changed/tested thoroughly before brought the speakers back to life. Not only back to life, but the stereo now worked, both speakers instead of just one were now active. What had I really done when I'd looked at them before? Why had I let this go on for so long?
So anyway, watched more House episodes on the tablet after watching the Dow Great Lakes Bay Invitational LPGA tournament on television (some really great putting at the end) and spent quite a bit of time playing YouTube songs and arias while doing the usual things on the web. A decent afternoon, tired later and so lied down for an hour, but that was about it.
Evening. Watched thirty minutes of No Way Out, the KQED Saturday Night Movie at eight, but bailed for whatever reason and went to bed. Saturday night, nothing on the radio I'm usually interested in listening to and so lights out early to see when sleep might come after last night's uneven attempt.