Tuesday. Lights out at ten, but awakening at five-thirty, no getting back to sleep for another forty-five minutes on a damp, overcast and smoky morning. I'm assuming smoke, as the pollution index was in the one-sixties. Cold with watering eyes while walking to breakfast. I'd thought of driving for the smoke (freaking a bit after reading all the warnings on the news than anything else), but then remembered I wanted to schedule a haircut when I passed by the shop walking home.

The beef patty, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast (the weight still at one-fifty on the scale this morning), finishing the papers by nine. Made an appointment for nine tomorrow morning, about the time I'd have finished breakfast, when I passed by the shop, took the usual set of pictures, most of which have electric scooters as their subjects, home to edit and post yesterday's entry. I did get a lot done here yesterday, let's hope the energy remains and we finish up whatever's left that needs to be done today.

Later. I was thinking I should go by the Broadway ATM, smoke or no smoke, to prepare for tomorrow's haircut and so headed to the bus stop, missing the bus by a minute. It had evidently come five minutes early. Or four minutes early, either way I wasn't there.

Well, they take bank cards at the barber shop and I have been telling myself to stay inside and so that's the way it's gone, listening to the various news programs (still want to hear about the fires up north of here) and avoiding, for some reason, the tablet. Maybe later.

Evening. To bed by nine to listen to the news, lights out at ten, lets hope we get some sleep this night.