Wednesday. Lights out again after nine to pretty much sleep straight through the night and awaken at five-thirty. OK, too early, but then we turned the lights out too early. No complaining allowed. Up at six to get ready to head out to breakfast, the sky overcast, the temperature cool and the eyes watering a bit. Arrived at five to seven, but the restaurant was open (just barely open) and so settled down over the papers, ordering the Eggs Benedict with country potatoes and coffee.

The reading went rather more quickly than usual and so out the door to walk home, the sky still overcast and taking but three or four pictures. Need to get the Protime blood thinner test today and so there are things that will get us out the door sooner than later.

The blood pressure was 124/89 at six-thirty and so took the blood pressure med along with the other meds when I got up, we'll see how this holds for the next few days.

And maybe not babble on about it here?

Not a lot else to talk about when you've become a hermit is my thinking.

Later. A bus to Broadway at ten and a walk to the lab to have the blood drawn, taking a series of pictures of the apartment house construction site across from the lab building as I passed. Waited for fifteen minutes before it was my turn (their computer system was down) and then, after it was done, had a yogurt cup and coffee out at a table in front of the building café before walking back down Broadway to the bus stop on Grand, taking a couple of pictures of the project at 27th and Broadway and a series of pictures at Webster and Valdez. Tired, but a good outing.

The Grand bus due at the stop at a quarter to twelve didn't arrive and so a walk to the 7-11 look-alike for an ice cream sandwich, consuming on the rest of the way home. Tired became even more tired and so we've been mostly sitting and/or lying down after what I guess was too much walking around.

Evening. What the hell, the tiredness seems to have passed, as it often does by late afternoon and early evening, it taking a little longer today, but we'll chalk that up to the morning trip to the lab.

Watched a PBS program at seven about the creation of America's first subway constructed in Boston. Interesting in hearing at how it came to be built, how large groups of people fought against the building of it for reasons that included fear of this new mysterious thing called electricity and how God was surely against man riding underground, being, as it was, closer to hell.

This led to watching Midsomer Murders, one I hadn't seen before. Turned out to be halfway straightforward and interesting murder series that led to catching the bad girl (in this case) at the end.