Wednesday. Followed the Nevada caucuses last night before finally turning out the lights well after ten, getting to sleep whenever, awakening at six-thirty in good fettle to walk to breakfast on another sunny morning. That hamburger for lunch yesterday had no later ocular effects, odd that I'd go on so long about it.
You go oddly on about a lot of stuff.
Just part of the adventure. Maybe Jack London Square later today, but for now a nap.
Later. And indeed an hour or more nap feeling funky, the vision not quite right, the head spacey, but it then all finally came together and so a walk to the 7-11 look-alike for an ice cream bar. Age or whatever, these odd funky sessions are becoming too familiar.
Home to run one last Protime blood thinner test. The new health insurance company doesn't cover my cardiologist and so they're sending me a label to ship the test unit back and I'm assuming it will be gone when it's time to run and test again next Tuesday. Back to the once a month blood drawn at a lab routine starting, I would assume, soon after my first session with the new cardiologist. Thus is life. At least I still have insurance.
Sitting here now in the mid-afternoon listening to the news. No thought to go anywhere, the short walk to the look-alike and earlier to breakfast is our walking for the day. Not enough, but we'll be taking more Latham Square pictures tomorrow. Maybe I can trick myself into stretching it out, walking home instead of taking the bus. That or shutting my mouth and not babbling on about it anymore.
You could give the world your insightful views on the Republican primary instead.
I don't have insightful views on the Republican primaries. I'll focus on the Democrats and not talk about them.
Evening. Not up for Charlie Rose or the seen more than once before Death In Paradise episode at eight so to bed early. A decent day. They are decent days, grumbling aside, but they go by quickly.