The day started a bit rough. I woke up and saw only gray light seeping around the window blinds, and thought it must be late morning and the clouds dimming the sky, but when I got up and looked out the sun was visible in the east, and the sky still was pale blue. I checked the clock in the kitchen and it was not even eight o'clock yet. As that was much too early, I went back to bed and managed to get back to sleep after about half an hour of worrying. I finally got up around 11:30, and by then it had gotten fairly cloudy, and I felt better. It was nice to see a cool gray day after the recent heat wave.
The rest of the day was quiet. I did get damp taking the wheelie bin out to the street, but not soaked. I was going to eat my last chocolate muffin, but it had sat too long and was growing mold, so I ate the last bran muffin instead.
A bit of rain is expected again this afternoon, and rain for Wednesday is back on, plus more rain is possible next Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. It might be arriving late, but it looks like spring is going to happen this year after all. I hope I feel well enough to enjoy it. Right now I'm a bit queasy, and I don't know if it was too many fish fingers, bad french fries, or maybe there was mold on that bran muffin but not enough to be seen yet. Anyway, I'm tired, too, and need to wash the fish-related dishes and go to bed. I hope to finish the book I've been reading for the last few days tonight. There are three dead guys in it and I'm eager to find out who killed them. If I end up dead tomorrow, blame the fish. Or the french fries. Or the muffin mold.