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December 13, 2016

This Night

Tuesday. Lights out early to awaken at six. Which is good. Six. Up and out the door to walk to breakfast to have the avocado and Swiss (cheese food) omelet, light on the cheese, with country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee. I've had trouble coming up with anything different and so maybe the new menu they're rolling out day after tomorrow (to include oatmeal and other exotic stuff) will make a difference. New items, higher prices. They haven't said how much higher.

A bus was pulling up just as I left the café and, with the short time available for a decision, talked myself onto it. The stomach had been feeling off as I was leaving, which it does sometimes, a series of sharp pains just after eating that lasts for perhaps fifteen minutes, and so used it as an excuse to forgo walking. Dumb, but happily dumb. We'll get out later.

Edited yesterday's entry for somewhat longer than usual. It made little or no sense in too many places and so I had to shore it up into at least mediocrity. For a day that said I was feeling clear headed, the “clear headed” writing was, well, disjointed. Depressingly disjointed.

Today I'm to wrestle the old queen size mattress down the stairs for pickup tomorrow, as it's too big for the elevator. I'm not looking forward to it.

Later. I did it in short incremental moves, the mattress now leaning against a wall outside the apartment house front door, ready for pickup tomorrow. And I mean “short moves” done over the course of two hours. It's heavy, but it's gone, and there's still enough time left to move the rest of the crap down to join it. Easily. Life is good now that I no longer need to jump up onto a stacked two mattress high bed in order to lie down. This is good. Believe it.

Later still. I'm evidently the only one putting stuff out for pickup so far today, although most of the building may be planning to move theirs when they get home from work. My balcony is now clear and an old chair, ancient computer gear and such are gone.

Evening. Democracy Now! at five-thirty, I'd listened to the first half this morning on KPFA. More angst over the President elect. No need to add any more angst to that I already own.

Checked Charlie Rose before heading to the now standard height, don't have to jump up to get in bed, bed. A new leaf to ponder this night.

The photo up top was taken this day last December with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 24-120mm f 4.0 VR Nikkor lens.