The Current Life
Monday. And so to bed before ten to awaken just before the alarm to get up and head to breakfast. There's no local Tribune delivered Mondays, so no rush to finish the two remaining papers and return on time. Discarded any thought of going by the supermarket, but we're going to run out of everything pretty soon when we'll have to actually do something. Meanwhile we'll just, you know, babble on.
Overcast, but a reasonably clear head. A trip downtown later to go by the ATM, no way around it, and maybe see about a prescription refill. Maybe have lunch. The week starts.
Later. OK, not so bad, out the door to the bus and then on to Broadway and the ATM, a walk over to the City Center thinking I'd get an ice cream bar and then sit out at a table with coffee in front of the bagel shop. I like the tables out in front of the bagel shop, like their coffee when it's cut with water but don't much like the bagels, cream cheese or much else they offer. Not for their quality as my new inability to cotton to such stuff.
But you do your best.
I do my best.
Anyway, reaching the City Center I decided it was too cold in just a long sleeved shirt to be sitting out at a table, the ice cream bar could also be found at the 7-11 look-alike near my apartment on the way home and the return bus was due in but three minutes at the nearby Broadway stop. So I got on the bus and got off at the 7-11 look-alike.
Back to the apartment eating the ice cream, stopping to take pictures at the construction site starting at the Bellevue side. They've finished framing the columns that will support the third floor, one or two more pictures as I walked by the site from across Grand.
Home for a nap. Tired, now, not sure why. Probably not good to be tired after what was a good night's sleep (what for me seemed a good night's sleep), but we work with what we've got. Slept for over an hour, watched something on the tablet, got up then at four. I'd gotten back by noon and gone to bed to find the afternoon shot.
Evening. Some television, some guitar, some more television, who knows how long it will go on? Two chapters of Foyle's War starting at nine. I'm usually happy enough to watch Foyle's War, but I really, really don't want to get to sleep late. The guitar lesson tomorrow, don't need to be tired, something that's gotten in the way in the past. Such, I guess though, is the current life.