Saturday: walks, martial arts, Vics

I took T. to martial arts, then we had second breakfast at Vic’s. I got just the one egg this time; it worked out better.

I walked with M.

T. and I took the recycling and trash to the transfer station.

I did the long walk by myself.

We had leftovers for dinner.

I tried reading _The Overstory_. I’m a few percent of the way into it and very unimpressed so far; presumably this is just too sophisticated for me. Or something.

I got A. to take a shower; it had been a while. Her hair really needs more of a trim. It is very, very long.