I think I should get back in the habit of actual solid food at breakfast.

Yesterday, I caused a snit in the choir room before church when I asked a woman to stop her unrelenting griping about wearing a mask. I was polite — I said please! — but my irritation came through loud and clear. She erupted in rage, pulled rank on me (“You’ve only been here a little while!”) and stomped off home.

I had drunk a rather large mug of black tea on arising, and its caffeine content hit me like cocaine, dissolving inhibitions along the way. Carbohydrate tends to dull that effect, so maybe a bagel would be a good idea. At least before church.

A choir board meeting is today’s main agenda item. I have just eaten a large lunch …