Thursday. Lights out by ten to go through the odd thing with the phone. Is the phone failing, T-Mobile failing or the battery failing? Awake at five forty-five, the blood pressure 122/80, out the door on an overcast, but not particularly cool morning (the eyes not watering) to arrive at seven with the papers.

The single pork chop, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast (half a pound over the target on the scale this morning), going through the papers to finish by eight thirty-five. Still overcast on the walk home, but the mood and the head feeling reasonably good (given some of recent alternatives) and so back to mess with yesterday's entry before posting.

OK, the phone. Replaced the battery with one I'd ordered some time ago when I thought the old battery might be failing. It's charging now as I write, but the instructions (on the web) warn it's easy to trash an iPhone 4 if you're not careful and I'm not sure I was careful enough.

Having that one small part left over.

Well, yes. Didn't show up in the instruction video I followed. We'll know soon enough.

Later. The new phone battery is charged and seems to work properly, the phone messages now managed easily where it was difficult to edit/delete them before. But we'll know more in the next couple of days.

Nice day out there. I did walk up to the construction site to see P.G.&E. had blocked off the street in front of the construction site from the 1st through the 20th of this month, so maybe we'll find out more. Took a picture of the site itself and returned to the apartment, the idea of going out later for a walk a joke. The head felt better getting out, but not so good as to lure me out again later. It turns out.

Evening. Did nothing much more through the afternoon and into the evening than watch this and that on the tablet and ten get up at eight to watch Vera on PBS. There was a second episode that started at nine-thirty after the first and made the mistake of watching it for ten or fifteen minutes before giving up to the clock and heading to bed. Not good to push the lights out envelope was the thought.