Awake and moving.

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Feeling just a bit better today.  I don't think I'll be hitting anything too hard but I am hoping to do a few things.  Perhaps a load of laundry, a few dishes I have setting to soak if they do need a fresh soak, setting up the timer and hoses, and sanding the workbench.  Sounds like a lot, but if I do the things in parcels, they aren't too much.  Hmm, and, just maybe, if I get three of those things done, I'll figure out something a bit special for dinner.  Spaghetti and meatballs?  Maybe.  I have the meat thawed for a special sort of meatball, three meat type.  I have never made meatballs before, so...

I'm telling you what, I am glad I started brushing regularly.  I thought it was a gimmick, but I can plainly see the difference.  I ought to add flossing in, really, and will.  One thing at a time, folks.  I really do have to add things slowly.  Just a month or two of twice daily and it really is making a difference.  My teeth, oddly, were in excellent shape even before brushing.  Why?  Don't ask me silly questions.  But my gums were a bit rough.  Oh, don't try this at home.  You aren't me.  You go without brushing for decades and you won't have any teeth, more so as a past street fighter, who drank a case of regular soda a week, or more.  Yeah, I like the way of it, now, and even get up to brush if I forget before sleep and remember before falling asleep... just like with medicine.

Medicine has been going down like clockwork.  And this week I have started taking my stats.  Blood pressure is better, 125/92 this morning, pulse has been in the 60's to 70's range, and blood sugar has been dropping, down to 136 this morning from the 160's at the start of the week.  I have had a few sodas, regular sodas, in the last few days.  And, yes, that seems to help... once in a while just not regularly.  Even so, I am rather bushed.  Two trips to town already this week, and a pretty heavy week last week, I suppose I might just be falling out from effort.  I will be trying to push to the weekend though.  A day off yesterday helped, and yet didn't.  I think I am just going to be tired most of the rest of my life.  I need to find balance, as much as is possible with a moving capacity target.  This is not how my nature works.  It is contrary to everything I am.  And yet it is what I must tend.  So... I will.

Oh, I am adding a label for blogging... daily diary.  I might, eventually, when I can't do much else, go back in and assign that to old posts.  It'll be posts that are mostly just mundane life ramblings.  I hate not having a label, or set of them, for posts.  Plus they offer an easier way to find old posts along specific themes, or just wander through.

Laundry, setting up the dishes, then getting my sander and extension cord out.  A little break to let the dishes soak and then I'll wash those, another break then deal with the laundry, another break and I'll hit the sanding.  Sounds like a plan to me, for starters.  I'll figure things out after that.  Later, and good day.