Sunday. To sleep rather more quickly, last night, than I was thinking I might. Good, as long as it stokes today's fires. No more of this “tired” all the time crap. One hopes.
Awake and up at six-thirty, no rain last night and some sun peeking through as it was rising this morning, but clouds up there with, I'm afraid, more clouds to come. Rain? Probably, maybe, but not yet. We'll see.
A drive to breakfast and back, packing the Sunday papers, little early morning traffic.
Later. One of the side effects listed for the pneumococcal vaccine I had at the doctor's office on Friday was “tiredness”. Looked it up after a morning like yesterday morning's experience, only maybe a little less over the top, getting better now that it's into the afternoon. No trip to the Fruitvale district on BART, though. Overcast, but no rain. Decent light for picture taking, but no pictures.
To bed to lie down for the remainder of the morning and then up in the early afternoon to walk to the ice cream shop for two scoops in a cup. I was still thinking of a steak sandwich, but the appetite only allowed for ice cream, and then only grudgingly, so ice cream it was. Back home without finding or taking any pictures.
Evening. Thus the day has gone, more time on the tablet in bed than I like to admit, no new web site sections created, no naps, but lots of lying down, resting. “Tiredness” was just one in a long list of possible side effects of that shot at the doctor's office and I can imagine as many reasons why this particular “tiredness” of mine has nothing to do with vaccine side effects as I can imagine reasons it might. Let's hope it does and it's gone on its way tomorrow.