Monday. To sleep at a reasonable hour (I think, I never really know for sure) to awaken at five and not really get back to sleep again, getting up finally at the usual time to walk to breakfast under overcast skies. Arrived as they were setting up the patio tables and so settled in at my table inside to start on the papers, just one other diner arriving while I was there, all the others choosing the patio.

The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee again, finishing up around nine (again) to set out for home happily snapping the usual series of flower photographs, passing very few others on the sidewalk who were wearing a mask. Lots of stories in the papers about how the delta variant is accelerating here in Alameda county and people, vaccinated and not, should be wearing a mask at least when they're inside a room with others. Are they all carrying masks for when they enter a store or a restaurant?

Home to take the selfie in the lobby and settle in at the computer feeling tired now and so pieced together yesterday's gibberish before posting it, processed the morning's pictures, but decided that was enough and so stopped to lie down on the bed, ending up listening to the Ralph Nader radio hour discuss the medical system and their estimate that ten percent of all doctors are incompetent and make error after error that kill their patients that are never really reported. Not the thing to listen to when you've been mainlining Chicago Med episodes on the tablet.

Later. I watched more episodes of Chicago Med thinking about that Nader program, doesn't seem to have slowed me down, although I'm wondering, now that I've started on the second season, how long this will last.

Evening. Gave up on the tablet and found myself watching Father Brown at eight, an episode I knew I'd seen before, but had no idea how it turned out. To bed then by nine, lights out before ten, but my lights out at some time after eleven.