Tuesday. Lights out and to sleep well before ten to awaken briefly but once during the night. Up at six to set out for breakfast at ten forty-five on an overcast morning, the temperature not too bad, but arriving three minutes or so before the waitress. Seems but a short time, three, maybe four minutes, but it does seem to drag out longer than say waiting for something while lying in bed.

The avocado and cheese omelet, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. Just sort of ordered the omelet without thinking as nothing including the omelet particularly appealed. Finished reading the papers by eight-thirty and walked back under a still overcast sky, taking a couple of more pictures than usual, two of the Lime bikes that have popped up along Grand. People seem to use them as well as the Ford bikes that sit in racks all along this stretch of Grand. Not something I had the imagination to guess might happen.

A haircut appointment at ten and so we'll get our act together, get the haircut, come home and then hibernate here if I were to guess. Maybe another picture or two.

Later. The bus I was waiting on was late, as it was filled with people and didn't stop, the driver waiving us off. A first. OK, a walk down to the stop where the NL bus stops, caught the NL, got off at Broadway and 20th and then walked on to the appointment, arriving on time. The haircut finished just in time for me to walk across Broadway and meet the bus home just as it was stopping. Nice.

Evening. No ocular incidents, at least. Fairly clear headed, no thought to go out again after returning from the haircut, but that was expected. Listened to the news, watched this and that on the tablet, tinkered updating the computer and laptop and now it's time for bed, once Photoshop finishes its update. Takes too damned long for these Adobe programs to update.