Today: I woke a little after 6:00 a.m. At some points during the night I was half-dozing, but I felt like I slept well enough. I considered going back to sleep, but got up and had breakfast. It was still dark when I got up, and I wasn't too happy about that. Almost always when I get up, it's light out. I sat under the sunlight-effect lamp and read more of Lad: A Dog. I am more critical now than the last time I read it, or the times before that. There's a miraculous recovery from paralyzation due to polio for a minor character. I'm not sure if it's based on a real-life incident. The stories are told partly from a dog's viewpoint, so they're fictionalized, and partly from the dog's master's viewpoint, which may be less fictionalized. There was a Sunnybank Lad.
I don't know if I noticed thirty years ago that a character in one chapter was continually described as "a negro," except that I must have known then that that was an outdated word. Some of my older relatives were still using it when I was as a child, and they thought of it as the polite term. At the university where Mom works, an HBCU -- Historically Black College or University -- there's a collection of books from several decades ago labeled "S.N.C.," which was "Special Negro Collection" and is now known as "Special Collection." The "S.N.C." is still stamped on the books. The "N" is just not spoken now.
S.M. was clearly taught that the polite term for Asian was "Oriental." I think she picked up from me saying "Asian" that she should use that now. I'm sure she has very definite ideas of what's polite and impolite. I'll have to ask her what she learned as a child.
I went to a beauty salon and got my hair dyed red. The hair stylist remembered that I'd come in to get color extend shampoo a couple of weeks previously. While I was there I read some of Lessons for Survivors, which I had gotten right when it was published. It's probably available in print now. I stopped at the usual grocery store, too. I may go out again. I'm not sure. I thought about going to the Indian grocery, but I'll probably go tomorrow and get the goat curry. I don't get too specific with names and locations, but "Indian" is in the name of that grocery store.
I have an editing job to finish, so I'll work on that this evening.
Later in the afternoon: P. called, wanting me to take her to her mother's, in Wilmington (Delaware). I said I needed to finish my editing job. I wish she'd give me some notice. I offered to take her Friday or over the weekend or next week, but that didn't work for her.
Later than that: I finished my editing job. S. called, and we talked for half an hour. M. is starting his new jobs soon. I still want S. to come help me get organized. We're talking about getting together next week for that. S. also wants me to help him set up his Kindle. I said that setting mine up was very easy. I told him I could pick him up at the usual train station. S. wanted to find out what M.'s schedule for the week was so he could come to [county] on a day M. was working. I'm sure we'll figure something out.
Later still: Mom and Dad wanted to go to McDonald's. They wanted to take my car, and they wanted me to drive. Then they complained about my driving. It was typical. I am a better driver during the day than at night.