Monday June 12

 When I look at Saturday's blog I see that it describes my time having a shower, getting my breakfast, and settling down for the rest of the day. This morning has been much the same, though I had to sit tight for a while when Joan had a telephone call about a sexual harassment case.

The morning passed...Genius at Spelling Bee, Wordle in a few lines, a KenKen 6x6 hard, Freecell--I lost the first game but won the second.

Fifteen minutes lying on the floor doing my exercises, which don't do me a bit of good...at least I don't think so.

Television...news, political discussion...one call-in person said that Boris was the best prime minster we had ever had. This reminded me very much of Trump supporters who never cease supporting him no matter what he does. I do not know not understand the psychology of people like that.

Joan is 'busting her ass', as she says, to finish a report, so I am going to finish this and get right out of her way.

She is dressed up very nicely to go the the ballet tonight.