SUNDAY

A pleasant enough Sunday: Crossword was good, just challenging enough, I took the pill, changed the bed, washed the sheets, re-made, then packed lunch and took off. I like to plan out part of my days to a certain extent, although if something better comes along, I scratch them. Nothing did yesterday, so I kept to my schedule.

I walked the mile or so to Telephone Road and just missed the 11 bus, so had to wait for almost an half hour. When it came, I bused to Office Depot for a 2025 calendar, then crossed the street to Dollar Tree (no longer a dollar, of course) for the socks I like from there. Also got a pair of sunglasses to replace the ones I lost. Went from there to WinCo and got frozen fruit and a few other items, I then stopped into Boba, a little Thai restaurant that has tables and chairs out front. I explained that I had my lunch and could I please sit there and eat it? "Of course," the young woman behind the counter replied, "You can sit out there or inside, if you'd rather."  I thanked her, but opted for outside, as it was warm and sunny. 

Ate my lunch in a leisurely fashion, enjoying the variety of people walking by. Finished, then walked across to bus back to the transit center, then wait for the bus home. Got in at 4:30 and--they finally got it right, because I found this on my doorstep:

I started reading it and it's not bad. Frank Bognar, the author, had been director of Catholic Charities in Ventura; I must ask Suzanne f she knows him.

Showered, washed my hair, and settled in for the night. Today, I'm meeting Diane for lunch at "her " park across from where she lives. I'll first go to GoodWill and donate more precious treasures (junk, that is), then stroll up to her place.