Wakies were unpleasantly early due to my fone's old clock app's going off when more sleep was on the cusp.

The waking wisdom today was to notify my son that Greg and I had discussed memory issues I've been worrying about since the move. One example would be that I had planned to go to the Y this AM and told him that... But had never gotten my suit and specialized towel out of the washer, to dry. Never set up the pool bag. (Also had taken too much Benadryl last night to scooter to the Y or drive, safely.) Despite passing the washing machine multiple times daily since the last workout. Hm... Transient stress? Or organic change in memory status? I've been noticing these little "ooopsies" a lot.

The AM was off to a slow and confusing start, due to our day's separate wakies time and my double Benadryl. Today it's only 1 caff serving, so the fog is likely to persist. My caff was in the patio in full sun, but not yet scorching-- delightful. It's going to be a hot one, so I opted for an indoor daytime.

We planned supper from frozen resources, and decided on a joint grocery trip around supper time so as to snag a Wally scooter.... And buy van-type items too bulky for my own scooter.

I folded clean laundry.

I repotted a bounding Xmas cactus, and Greg came home midway, so he helped. We propagated two leaves from it, into the succulent dish.

He's out biking, and I'm dozing over TV to get that hour I missed with the early alarm off my old app. He thrives in Sun (he's a coleus), and I in shade (impatiens).

I emailed CA MCOT Patty via what I believe is her base clinic.

The process is underway for opening and sorting leaf bags of clothing and linens with Yano Becky, Tuesday.

Later it's groceries and a poss trip out to live music. Tomorrow, a new church. Bummer-- starts earlier.

~S~