Wednesday. Lights out early enough to awaken at quarter to six, “early enough” probably being too early if I could remember exactly when those light went out. Still, took my time getting up, checking the bedroom window to see if it were raining. They're saying maybe two inches of rain later today and so I was wondering if “later” might come in the middle of my walk.

Out the door to see water beading on the cars, but the streets relatively dry with clouds covering the sky, but not ominous enough for rain. Right then, anyway, and so an uneventful walk to breakfast to have the plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee, skipping the toast. One hundred-fifty plus half a pound on the scale this morning, no need for toast.

Headed out the door to walk back home to see people walking under umbrellas to avoid a very light rain. The clouds were darker, but still not so dark I couldn't make it home without getting (too) wet, but decided to return to the bus stop and not take a chance. Standing there I noticed (finally) the gas prices had changed. Quickly crossed the street to take a close up picture of the sign, hoping the bus wouldn't arrive while I was across the street. It did, but the walk light changed and I was able to scoot back across to make the bus.

Didn't really rain on the way home, I could have walked, but now inside, the sidewalk and streets wet out there at ten in the morning, but with no real rain other than a few drops coming down. We're due, but later this afternoon the weather people are saying and I'm guessing. A day we'll be spending inside.

Later. No rain now well into the afternoon. A delivery due from Amazon, one coming through OnTrack, one being handled by the post office. The post office has a key to the building, OnTrack will need me here to take delivery. A good enough excuse to stay inside the apartment, not that I seem to need an excuse.

I'm afraid I'm burned out on the news, on the few television programs I seem to be able to watch and most everything I've looked at on the tablet in these last many months. Which means I need to get out of here more often, raining or not and, if not with a camera, then without. Look at the world with a different set of eyes. Or something engaging enough that it doesn't lead me to babbling like an idiot.

Evening. Checked the various evening programs I sometimes watch: Democracy Now, Law & Order, Midsomer Murders and New Tricks. You'd think one of them might have reeled me in. But none did. What the hell, to bed! “Onward through the fog!” as Oat Willie said.