Tuesday. To sleep soon enough to awaken briefly at five-thirty and then for good at six-fifteen, getting up at the usual time to drive to breakfast for no good reason (we really do need to get in the walking), park by the 7-11 store (yes, I know it's 7-Eleven) and enter the restaurant earlier than usual, the inside dining area dark and so turned on the lights and settled in at my table with the papers as the staff started moving tables and chairs out onto the patio.

The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee, finishing the papers by nine to walk to the car, note the change in gas prices, drive straight home to take the selfie before settling in at the computer to process this morning's very few pictures and starting here. Maybe a nap later.

Later. Another watch/listen/sort of listen to the news afternoon interspersed with time watching this and that on the tablet. Otherwise what? Just copy and paste our afternoons, these days, no one to blame it on but me. Deedle-dee-dee.

Evening. Watched NCIS at eight. At least it was weird and made you wonder. Otherwise to bed right after, lights out by ten. The only thing worth mentioning is I've been wrestling with the blood pressure again, back on the med in the mornings.