This morning I called Kaiser to make appointments for the two final tests Dr. Donahoe wants me to have. Fortunately I can have them both done at San Marcos, but unfortunately not in even the same month; one is on Aug. 28, and the other on Oct. 19. I was supposed to make these appointments on Tuesday, and here it's Friday before I remembered to do it. I went to the pool for the exercise class after that, but I was half an hour late getting out there. Everything went well, and I didn't get too tired the last part of it, partly because the last bit of the time was in the hot tub. I went to lunch by myself, because Chris had lunch on some bread Karen had made. He toasted it, and burned part of it, and the apartment was still smelling of it when I got back. It has aired out now with the windows open and the air conditioners on. At 3:30 we went to a popcorn treat and a guitar player playing and singing in the lobby downstairs. He was not very good, and soon almost all the people left. I was sorry for him, but it may be the incentive he needs to learn to do it better.