Sunday, July 10, 2016

A trip to town.

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The hope was to do shopping.  Doubted some things.  What is it, often, that I say about doubt?  Much as with feelings... or other feelings?  Is doubt a feeling?  Anyway, doubt and feelings, positive or negative, should have little bearing on your actions.  There are times where it is appropriate to take them, your own, those of others, into account.  Human, or at least living.  However, for most days and nights, feelings just... they aren't the priority.  Often they need to be overcome.  Prayer, the love of a good woman, a kick in the pants.  Like it, hate it, just... know it.  Anyway, so with doubts out I went.

Gas and a car wash.  Needed it.  Keep the tank on half or above, or so I was told.  Have manufacturers realized that good old practices were costing them in repairs so fixed that?  Dunno.  It's full no, unless someone gets into it again.  And clean... the first for that in a while.  I'll probably take it in for another cleaning again soon, and then after that.  Someone, or something, made a bit of a mess.  Might have just been a cat, or something, that got in.  Or not.

Then on to shopping.  I almost went to Walmart, as they often have the milk I like.  After driving through town to get to the one that might have the milk...  I changed my mind.  Gah!  See, I don't just get angry at women for that.  *grins*  No, you see, I wanted the better fruit that Smith's would provide.  And if Smith's didn't have the milk I wanted, the fruit would stand up better to the temps than milk would.  So...  Back to Smith's.  Had almost stopped there first, but noohoohohhhoooho.  Yeah, I can whine, sometimes with a trill.

As it turns out, good call.  Smiths had the good fruit, salami, and the milk I prefer.  I can go with several brands.  Not the organic, not the most expensive, just favored.  I didn't need butter though.  And I won't need meats for a long time, and thankfully.  The meat I am seeing in stores looks like Mexican seconds.  True?  Don't know, glad I don't have to risk it.  What I had, before buying my beef, was so tough I was beginning to wonder if they ran it up here.  Perhaps the US herds are so far down.  That might be part of it.  The other part is that this admin tossed the USDA out the window (if we are still saddled with the useless, now, bureaucrats that are breathing in tax money while not inspecting much of the food brought in from places like Mexico to China.  Not my issue at the moment.  But if you are buying meat at the store, you should be furious that you are being taxed for nothing.  Definitely stay away from Chinese fish.  Or... don't.  *grins*

Milk, fruits, peanuts, pistachios.  Not a lot, enough.  Good snack foods, better eating, if carbs as to fruits.  Better carbs.  Though I'll be watching.  I returned at about 16:00.  One of the milk jugs fell out and broke.  I was able to save most of it... if I will end up drinking almost half, the other half is in a bigger canning jar, half gallon.  Anyway, decided to check my blood sugar first... 226, fasting since last night.  Not bad.  It did continue to fall from the 264 of this morning.  There really might be a trick to this trick.  Today is a normal food day, so...  the milk (though that is unusual, and I won't drink an half gallon except in emergencies... simply won't waste it), some salami and chevre, and then a small bowl of cherries.  They were on sale... always a risk but a good one this time.  Then supper later.  I'll check my blood in about an half hour, then an hour after that... then before true supper and each hour after...  I am really curious to see how my numbers shape up, whether they will begin to increase less, and perhaps increase on in that first hour with a steeper decline after that.  All of those things would be good.  This is only day two, really, and life is looking up.  Or... down?  Good... gooder even.  *wink*

I'll see what I can do.  Best get out of the compression though.  Man does that get cramped after a bit.  I did find extra extra large that I will try.  It's not even that my feet or legs are that big, per size.  It's just... Even at my optimal weight, when in optimal condition, I am massive.  Big bones, and actually, on my limbs, not all that much fat on those bones.  Belly?  That's a different story, if that is changing quickly.  Later.

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