Thursday. Lights out by ten to conk out not long thereafter, awakening once briefly during the night to get up at six-thirty after a pretty good night's sleep. Pleased. Hats off to sleep.
Just stop. Don't jinx it.
An even warmer morning this morning. A walk to breakfast in but shirt and winter jacket, no thought to add a sweater or a scarf, the sky clear, the sun coming up and throwing interesting colors into the lower lying clouds. Nothing to photograph, but nice. A walk back, avoiding an arriving bus. The day has started well. Have no idea what I'm going to do with it, but we'll figure that out.
Later. Still working on getting the health insurance straightened out and fighting it more than I quite understand. Still, it's happening.
Another Latham Square section up on the web sites. Putting together a web section is useful when you want to avoid addressing another task. Interesting to see how easy it is to just slip right into it without a second thought. I suspect, if you could but invent one great horrible life's task you'd avoid at any cost (yet not completing it wouldn't cause much in the way of upset), you could easily get every other somewhat less onerous task done without a second thought. The laundry, the taxes. Just do them to avoid that one big other.
Another Democratic debate this evening at six. I'll watch and then maybe see what the Foyle's War is about that follows right after at eight. Right after and all the way to tonight's Elementary at ten. Thursdays are one of the more exciting days of the week for we of the turnip class here in Oakland.
Maybe stop right here and take a rest.
Evening. Watched the debate. Two hours, but I did. I've found that by only listening to the commentary that follows the debate rather than listening to the debate itself doesn't give a decent picture. Better to watch/listen to it directly, rather than waiting on the filtered thoughts of everyone else. Sounds good, anyway. A useful rationale in justifying the two hours (cut with a touch of guitar).
And I did watch the first twenty minutes of Foyle's War, one I realized I'd seen before, but again, twenty minutes was more than enough. I can watch Elementary on the tablet tomorrow. Time for bed right now. We're politicked out.