Sunday. Right to sleep by ten to awaken then at five-thirty and do the blinking routine, the minutes passing thirty at a time until it was ten minutes to seven. Not bad, not bad at all. Up to drive to breakfast, arriving before eight to find the restaurant open and so into the dark dining area to turn on the lights and settle in with the papers. The number of take-out customers has fallen off quite a bit since this shelter in place began.

Had the two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit up and coffee again, finishing up well after nine to drive home, take the selfie and head upstairs to go through the morning journal routine. The head wasn't much interested in focusing here and so thought about putting it off until the world came together better.

Later. Pretty much skipped the Dell Match Play tournament and ended up watching this and that on the tablet and listening to the radio. Some interesting comments I've not heard before about this coronavirus thing and how it may affect various economic systems, how they may survive it, how it may change them when this is over.

Evening. Listened to the radio until nine-thirty again, the last time I remember looking over to check the clock it was ten.