It was minus five and bright. I got up around eleven. I was behind where I wanted to be, but I was up. I went downstairs and watched TV. It looked good there. Better quality than anywhere else.

The stairs are the problem. If I wait too long, I don’t have the strength to go back up.

The monitor on the middle floor doesn’t handle the sun. Around two the glare starts. By mid-afternoon it’s bad. By six it’s still useless until it gets dark.

The house works against me in the afternoon.