Friday. Lights out and radio off by nine-thirty to awaken again at five, turn on the radio down low, blink a couple of times and suddenly it was five minutes to six, just in time to catch the KPFA five minute news. OK, up to take the blood pressure (122/78) and head out for breakfast on a foggy morning, arriving before seven to find the restaurant open and so settle in with the papers.

Had the two strips of bacon, eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, a pound under on the scale this morning.

Finished up at close to nine to walk home, the day still foggy, they're saying it will clear up by noon. Same as yesterday. A decent walk, a bicycle rider waiting on the light under the 580 Overpass, one Lime scooter (of the four sitting there earlier) remaining by the lake, home to take the selfie and settle in with the new monitor. Nice. I was wondering, after seeing the resolution yesterday and how differently the various programs displayed on the screen, how I'd like it. Feel much better about it now.

Later. I managed to overcome my now going on for far too long fight against doing the laundry and it, as usual, turned out to take all of ten minutes to get it started, finishing the three loads by two this afternoon. Hardly worth mentioning except for my iron willed procrastination. I've never taken it so far as to run out of clean clothes, you understand, we're not anywhere near that yet, but I do consistently fight the idea every time it comes around and bitch about it here.

Listened to the three hour long Environmental Justice Presidential Forum on Democracy Now! through the rest of the afternoon. Now maybe think about folding up the socks. Think about it, do it tomorrow.

Evening. We'll fold the socks up tomorrow, still have clean ones sitting in the basket.