Tuesday. To sleep reasonably soon after ten to awaken at five, get up, take a leak and get right back into bed. Didn't really get back to sleep, but half listened to the radio until seven-thirty to then get up and drive to breakfast on a sunny morning. Not sure why I drove instead of walked, but we're getting ever more sloppy in our living habits these days. I'm afraid. Arrived at ten minutes or so before eight, entered the closed off dining area, turned on the lights and settled in with the papers. Another morning begins here in Oakland.
The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee, watching the weight. Finished up earlier than usual just after nine to cross the street and photograph the Mobile station sign to note the ten cent drop in the price of regular, return to the car and head on home under a bright sun. The selfie in the apartment house lobby and then up to take care of yesterday's entry before starting here. They're saying mostly sunny with a high of sixty-six later. We'll see if that can coax me outside.
Later. Not particularly hungry through this afternoon, a first in a while. Still working on getting rid of three added pounds, but not being hungry makes it easier to handle that. If not being hungry lasts.
No thought or desire to go outside, so walking to breakfast tomorrow is no longer a question.
Evening. Watched Last Tango In Halifax at seven, a series in which every character in these first six episodes has been having nothing but serious trouble and issues with all of the other characters, although this one ended with some peace and resolution. If there's a seventh episode (which I assume there is) I'm sure they'll all turn up the heat again.
So you like the thing.
I've been watching it, but I've come close to heading off for bed more than once or twice.