Wednesday. To bed earlier than usual, I'm afraid. Led to a decent night's sleep, but also led to waking up in the middle of the night and needing a groggy hour to get back under again. Still, awoke at quarter after six to listen to Democracy Now! talk about last night's speech as I got ready to walk to breakfast.

Had the corned beef hash, country potatoes, eggs over medium with fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. We've finished our week's experiment of safe choices, now let's see if this morning's fare leads to trouble later. Not that I need or want to eat corned beef hash more than once in a while, but it's a good nasty test to see if its a culprit.

The walk home taking but one picture. Sunny, not overly cold, the beginning of a new month with a birthday now but one week away.

Hey?

Hey.

Later. A walk in the early afternoon to the lake bundled up against the cold. Comfortably warm walking, but others I passed seemed every bit as comfortable dressed in much lighter attire: no heavy jackets like mine. Not unusual, of course, happens all the time. Still.

No place I could talk myself into going and so went by the burger drive-in for a grilled cheese sandwich on the way home. I'd been judging how the head was acting after this morning's breakfast gamble. Felt a little off, but not enough to be certain. We'll think about it more and eat one of the less risky breakfasts tomorrow.

Home to watch another couple of episodes of Law & Order - there are at least no rapes or small children harmed in this particular series - spent an hour on the tablet (a series called The Tunnel) and so now waiting on Democracy Now! to start at five-thirty and hear the rest of their take on last night's excitement.

Evening. Took in what Trump news I could handle, checked out Midsomer Murders to confirm I'm still not willing to watch the thing and then went to bed to continue with episode seven of The Tunnel with its improbable but interesting plot and characters. Mostly.