Saturday

I left at 10 and bused to the transit center, then walked the mile or so to Community Memorial Hospital. Why, was I sick? No, I had suggested to Diane that we bring our lunches there and eat on their attractive veranda after her early dentist appointment nearby. However, it had drizzled in the morning and the seats and tables were wet; happily, I discovered that next to their cafeteria was a separate table and chair area. It has a microwave and other amenities, presumably so employees could bring their meals if they preferred, and it was ideal with us. 

We met at noon and, incredibly, sat and talked until after 3:00, then walked together back to the transit center. Luckily, her bus, the 11, was there just long enough for her to board. I sat down to wait for one of mine, but then decided to go to good ol' Target for grapefruit and olive oil. Did so and was able to get the 10 back. On the bus, I had a nice chat with a woman riding to The Townhomes and I told her my involvement with it. She had just moved there and I gave her my card and asked her to look me up some time. Her name is Florence O'Brien and I hope she does.

Called Stella to find out how her case went. She's getting more and more vague, so I'm not absolutely sure about it, but I think the upshot was that she and her former tenant had gone the arbitrator route and she shelled out a thousand.  

Home and I had some good fish for dinner, along with another (large) portion of roasted cauliflower. After, I finished the Ventura Star crossword puzzle and cryptogram I had started in the morning. I then got so sleepy, I simply had to lie down. Set the alarm for a half-hour, arose, and felt much revived. 

Darn, Friday night, when I turned on the television, it displayed the "no signal" signal. I reported it to Yandoo Tech yesterday, but still haven't heard back from them. Will call again, but it may very well be something other than Yandoo. So annoying.