Down late, up late.

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It makes obvious sense.  All the driving and fuss yesterday wrung me out too much to sleep.  I think it was 3:00 when I was finally able to sleep and 9:30 or 10:30 when I woke.  Fasting blood sugar was 201.  I ate at Red Robins, then had a roast beef meal on the way home.  Is RR going downhill?  Though, even cooking burgers, myself, when I knew all was as good as it gets... and the burgers tasted... just like RR's.  I wondered if it's a bad time to buy burger, if my taste buds are off.  Mushy, mealy, old.  Or... It's me.  So if it is the meat, it seems universal.  If it is me, it is ongoing.

The waiter was way too gay for my tolerances.  He, wisely, understood, dialed it way back, understood who was paying, did his job sufficiently, and was properly enumerated.  Would have preferred the delicious blond, even with tatts.  And, yes, she would have gotten more.  Still, keep your problems to yourself, do your damn job, and I'll be fair(ish).

It's dark.  At least partly cloudy, last I looked?  Just waking, didn't check the whole sky.  Will check to see if it is dry enough to mow in a bit.  If I can, that.  Maybe weed whipping, perhaps branch and actually small tree parcelling.  Then, later, a few odd light jobs.  If everything is wet, I'll hit it on a sunnier day.  Perhaps do indoor work.

I've had three packages go missing from amazon lately.  One here, two to my mother.  Mother's Day was a bit anemic, if she got the big present but more seemed happy that I even remembered.  I'm not sure what is up.  Having to use reviews as the other request systems require I return... something.  If I didn't get anything how can I return something.  Required to return what wasn't received.  Hoping to get this sorted.  It happens, but usually very rarely.

Oh, well.  On with the day shortly.  Good morning, still, here, barely, and good day.