Monday. For whatever reason felt tired last night and turned the lights out at eight-thirty to then awaken at six. I'd be happy to turn the lights out every night at eight-thirty if I could sleep through until six and feel good, ready to walk clear eyed and bushy tailed to breakfast. As we pretty much did today. I'd say.

I found a number of odd typos this morning in yesterday's entry, many in the first couple of paragraphs. They're odd in the sense I might type “they” instead of, say, “them” or some other combination that has the same number of letters, but completely different meanings. And then not catch them until the next morning.

You could, you know, edit them later in the day. Make it a point to at least catch the obvious ones.

True. But I don't. Odd to watch it happening.

Overcast, they were saying another day like yesterday with the same forty percent chance of rain. Looks grey and overcast right now at ten. Thoughts of working on the computer setup today, get the external drives functioning properly. Thoughts I have when I'm feeling feisty, but then never follow through. Sloth. Habit. We'll see. Nippy outside, maybe good for getting something like this done. Start to get something like this done.

Later. An intermittent light rain earlier this morning and so watched last night's first episode of the new season Elementary that immediately to locked up and failed. My Internet connection. Not for the first time, I'm afraid. Seems to have cleared up by the early afternoon, so finished the episode happily enough and started work on the external disk drives I have connected to the desktop computer. Firmware downloads and installs. Still not quite sure I've identified all the problem(s), so we'll have to now pull the tables away from the wall and reassemble the thing from scratch, one piece at a time. I was a techie, I'm supposed to know about these things.

Still overcast at four in the afternoon. Haven't gone out, haven't been hungry and so haven't done more than what's been described. Feel OK, the sinuses are fairly quiescent, nothing to watch on television, so more time wrestling with the computer. Sloth is unusually slippery today and I've been losing balance, slipping into actually addressing this computer task on our “to do” list. As rare as rain around here.

Evening. Still not done with the computer gear, but progress has been made. I'm wondering if I might be able to turn the lights out tonight as early as I did last night, awaken then at six all jacked up and ready to, um, walk.

We'll check out Charlie Rose at eight and then head to bed. And see how it goes.