Everything except a shave, and some.

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I was moving so slowly I ended up doing two loads of laundry.  Showering.  Just couldn't do a shave.  Oh, just for giggles I decided to do a final blood sugar test.  104!  I can't be unhappy with that.  If I have the right tools I can get there on my own.  Crazy.  How long have I been working it?  A week?  Certainly not two.  It was around 330.  Yeah.  Gotta sell the junk, don't dare just say "Watch your piehole, and no pie".  Oh, and don't you dare eat meat especially red meat, and absolutely not fatty red meat!  Do. It. Myself.


I best get to bed.  Some sleep will help.  Good... whatever it is.