Yesterday I had no excuse not to get to work, but I had a slow start. Very lazy.

i finally unpacked and did the laundry and had a little walk, from my end of the building to the entrance, and picked. up the mail, too. I received my notice of assessment re my income tax.

I ate leftovers from the night before—still good, and so was the Beaujolais-Villages.

I finished watching Charlotte. I guess you know it’s a short prequel to Bridgerton. So I got to bed at 11 p.m. instead of 1 a.m. Up at 4 a.m. for my orange and the Sunday NYT which a neighbour took in for me and left at the door for me this morning. i had a nap from 6 to 7, so whey am I sleepy-tired now?

I’m writing this for me, to get me moving. I’ll start on my letters soon. Matt is coming for a swim to see the flowering trees outside the pool and he’ll stay for dinner so I’ll cook something. I think meatloaf.

I’ll think about blog, too.