Nothing on TV, either. Saw the first ever INSPECTOR MONTALBANO, which I think I'd missed, last night. I just don't care for it. I was fascinated, though, about how the length of his stubble varies wildly from scene to scene.
Thinking about my sister a lot. I worry about her health. Another example of the unfairness of life. She's five years younger than I, and even though she's spent her life 'eating clean' to the point of starving herself, and following a punitive exercise regime that would humble R Next Door, to avoid 'getting like Lee', she seems to be even unhealthier than I am.Her determination to live as a sort of anchorite, out in the boonies, with her semi-detached husband, is scary, too. She was so outgoing as a youngster. She's not even into social media,or the arts, any more, just meditation... Heaven knows, maybe she's right, but it still seems like a needlessly grim lifestyle, to me.