I didn't sleep well last night. And it's hard to put my finger on exactly why. I'm feeling restless mentally. As for the pain from my neck, it is gradually subsiding, but the word gradual is an overstatement. Minor fractional improvements, every day, get set back by the slightest exertion. We set about the morning routine. Jennifer was back, and we walked the dog, but I felt somewhat disconnected. It will be an awkward week with on-site account reviews and me traveling into Redwood City for the first time in several years. I have no idea what to expect for my commute, but being there at 9 AM will likely require at least one hour of drive time each way. I managed to secure an unexpected availability for the newest Covid vaccine booster at the Safeway near Panorama, so I walked over and back to get some steps in. I'm still failing to get back down to my ideal weight. I'm not making as much conscious effort as I need to, so I'm just in a holding pattern. Holding patterns are wasted time with half-hearted efforts and minimal results. I need a whole week of aggressive action. With Jennifer going to Italy, that will probably be the time for me to make that happen with few distractions. Jen and I cleaned the house tonight and watched two episodes of Better Call Saul before bed, based on the recommendation of friends and our having already seen the first half of this final season.