A good sign, I think.

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For much of the winter, 68 was a bit warm to sleep, for me.  I suppose I get acclimated to the cold, so 68 is relatively warm.  Now, with days getting into the high 80's, potentially, and maybe going higher when summer really kicks in, the low is commonly 70~73.  While my house is cooler, generally, by it's nature, there is a limit to how much it can cool.  The thing is, with it being 73, and with the fans off, I am actually a bit chilly.

Why good?  It means I am acclimating.  It also means, even if diabetes is functional, it isn't causing problems with my body temp.  It is actually a very good sign.  I just wish I could get over medicine, and get going again.  While I can handle the heat... before it creeps up, and stays up, so long that I can't really do much.  High summer and winter are just what they are... down times save for those who have no choice.  And they are grumpy, most often, for it.

My sinks and such are in.  I'll pick them up Monday.  The trick is to aim for being up at that time.  My sleep is shifty.  Napping here, sleeping there, staying up too long.  It's all over the board.  If there is strange for this time of year weather coming in, that might be why I am falling.  Part of it.  Large weather changes are almost as heavy as medicine, though don't last as long.  Perhaps I can find shims with which to attempt to get the mirror off the wall.  Then I can pull the old vanity and toilet.  Then I can really check out the floor... top and bottom, though getting to the crawl space will take some more work... clearing out that part of the bedroom, moving a dresser and other furniture... messy, but on my list as is.  Ugh.

So many things to do, but I... I'm stuck.  Weather, medicine, who knows.  Well, and sights.  Those don't always get to me, or cause problems, but sometimes they do.  This last round was both personal, draining, and continuing.  Plus I had to bat off personal attacks from and through it.  Yeah... well... I'll... get back to it.  I am doing little things.  Few of them, but... something everyday, or almost.  Later.