Friday. Up this morning at seven somewhere just south of Redding to set off at eight for the second day of driving home from Portland, arriving at the apartment three and a half hours later. A long drive, six hours plus yesterday, but reasonably clear headed as I've been clear headed and alert throughout all the driving. So good. Very good. I was worried in the days prior.
Home to unpack and unwind, discovering I'd left the charger for the toothbrush at last night's motel. Unless I find it somewhere around here, I'm pretty good at checking before leaving to be sure I haven't left anything in the motel, but today I'd have to say I did. Screw it. Ordered another from Amazon.
Evening. A bath and then spaghetti with red clam sauce for . The scale is saying whatever I ate didn't much change the weight, even though, with the travel schedule and being constantly fed by my sister and cousins, it was hard to be sure one way or another.
Watched some television, zoned out through two or three episodes of Law & Order, all of which I've seen before, and then went to bed early. An uneven night's sleep, last night, what with the room air conditioner going full blast right beside the bed. Liked the temperature well enough, could have lived without all the noise.