Monday. I did watch the rest of a Spanish movie on the tablet last night until ten when I turned out the lights, but then spent the rest of the night waking up every couple of hours, the wide awake difficult getting back to sleep kind of waking up that lasted until six, when I finally did get up and get ready to walk all wide awake to breakfast.
The morning is again quite dark and overcast, but a decent walk to breakfast to have the pork chop, eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee over the two papers, the East Bay Times not delivering on Mondays. Still, fretful uneven night's sleep or not, wide awake at the moment and feeling fine.
And just fine walking home, still overcast, fairly cool without being too cold, the day and the week now ahead. We'll do something later. We will if only for the fact there's nothing on television.
Later. Overcast throughout the morning and well into the afternoon and so spent most of it watching this and that on the tablet lying on the bed. (We do our tablet watching on the bed.) Up now working on the Pistahan photographs. The number not even close to a web section, but pleasant to work on them as the various news programs have been droning on in the background. So much for getting out.
Evening. Finished the Pistahan photographs, what there was of them. Otherwise spent the late afternoon and evening watching a bunch of stuff on the tablet, checking the Father Brown episode at seven and deciding against it, trying the Ms. Marple episode that started at close to eight and decided, after some fifteen or so minutes, I didn't really know what was going on, the accents again, perhaps the clarity of my set, and so bailed for the night.
Maybe your ears?
I guess I could check them for wax. Couldn't be age. Right?