Tuesday. Lights out and my lights out at the usual time after ten to awaken at seven minutes to six to listen to the KPFA News followed by Democracy Now!. The weight good on the scale, the blood pressure at 108/74 and so out the door to drive to breakfast, arriving at the usual time to enter the closed off dining area, turn on the lights and settle in with (all three) papers.

The avocado and mushroom omelet, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee, finishing up at a quarter after nine to walk to the car, take a picture of the potted succulent on the restaurant's patio railing, drive straight home, take the selfie and mess with yesterday's entry before posting and starting here, the blood pressure 115/67 at nine thirty-five. A standard cookie-cutter day, in other words, except for all the blood pressure readings.

Later. A high of seventy degrees out there. I, of course, have been in here with the tablet going back and forth between two foreign series: the British series I find a bit depressing, the Indian series not quite comprehensible, but both different and interesting enough to keep me watching. That, listening to the news and a bath to complete the afternoon.

Evening. Watched the first half of Last Tango In Halifax because I needed a break from the tablet, the cast adding more upsets to their never ending list of upsets to keep the story line going and so bailed before it was over and went back to bed. Lights out after ten, my lights out soon after.