Not much.

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Well.  Steak and ribs thawing.  A pot of tea brewed.  A load of laundry folded.  I'll fluff the load in the dryer then switch those after this.  Then, maybe, do what dishes are ready.  If a steak thaws, I may eat one.  Blood sugar was 155 a bit ago.  It seems cooler than readings, a heads up that the body isn't up to snuff.  No guff, going into a third day of fasting.

I'll get the laundry going.  If I can, a shower, as well as getting a shave in this time?  Yeah.  I'll put the folded up, hang the rest, too.  Later.