Wednesday. To sleep soon enough to become vaguely coherent at five-thirty and awake at six-ten to get up at the usual time and walk to breakfast under overcast skies and arrive to enter the indoor dining area, turn on the lights and settle in with the papers. I'd thought hard about driving, but managed to talk myself out of it. Need the walking. I do need to go by the bank, so we'll drive tomorrow.

The oatmeal, toast, fruit cup and coffee this time, the weight still holding, but pushing the edge and so we're staying on it. Finished up at nine and set out for home, the sky still overcast, the weather people saying into the mid-sixties later when the sun appears. This along the coast, there are areas inland that will see it hit a hundred. The usual pictures plus one or two. I still make a note of the Teslas when I see one, on to take the selfie in the lobby and then settle in, as usual, at the computer to start the morning routine and ending up here just before noon.

Later. Watched a couple of things on the tablet where I realized I'd watched the first season of each of them, but didn't remember a thing that had happened during those first seasons as I waded into their second. They happened to be particularly uneasy to follow plot lines, foreign series with subtitles, names hard to remember and the like, but interesting to see how blank my mind in trying to recall what had happened during the first. How long ago had I seen them? A year, maybe more, but again, the mind blank.

The tablet, an attempt at a nap and listening to the various news broadcasts and that's been the afternoon.

Evening. Watched a new Midsomer Murders, the usual who done it going from one character to the next until all is revealed at the end and it turns out the perpetrator was the last one you'd have guessed. A standard plot. I often watch Vera (that plays tomorrow evening) and it follows the same sequence, the perpetrator revealed at the very end to (one hopes) everyone's surprise and so that seems to be the plot evolution that draws me in. No over the top comic secondary characters that put me off, just, you know, halfway competent detectives or whomever they may be in solving the crime.

To bed at nine-thirty afterward to listen to the six minute NPR news at six (covering news stories I'd heard during the day and not imparting anything new) before turning out the lights to see how long it was going to take to get to sleep this night.