Monday. Lights out at a decent time to awaken at just after six, so certainly a long enough night's rest. A little slow getting up, but out the door on a cool overcast morning to arrive at the restaurant just as it was being opened by the waitresses and so settled in with the (skinny) morning papers, the day underway.
The Eggs Benedict, country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee breakfast for no particular reason, finishing up reading the papers by eight-thirty. The winning U.S. Womens Soccer team still getting lots of coverage.
The usual walk home taking the usual pictures below the Lakeview School and under the 580 Overpass, the scooters sitting along the lake and then a young woman who'd set up a smart phone to take a video of her exercising by the lake. How many people make videos of themselves doing jumping jacks before nine in the morning beside a lake? A project of some kind for the web? It added a little different picture or two to the walk home.
Quite tired and frazzled when I took the selfie in the building lobby, lied down on the bed to get the head back together before settling in to post yesterday's entry. So much for thinking the sleep last night would put us in good stead for the morning. Better right now, but quite tired when I first got home.
Later. Well, tired. A nap and then another nap, if you can call lying down for an hour or so while listening (in and out) to various news programs on the radio. Throw in a bath and that's been the first half of the afternoon. I guess it just comes and goes in its own time and on its own terms, we're just here for the ride.
Evening. Watched the last two episodes in the Norwegian Mammon series: Mammon – Constantinople at six and Mammon – Tree Of Knowledge at seven. Remembered some of the story line from the last four episodes, but still really understood little of what was going on, who was lying to whom, why people were getting killed, captured and kidnapped, even when the series was resolved in this evening's second and last episode.
Not unusual for me anymore I'm afraid, this inability to follow the various English subtitled foreign language series. Be nice to know, though, how I would have fared following these things when I was younger.