So much for a nap!

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The boss knocked, at a most inopportune moment.  Keeps me on my toes?  Something. I'll be rtghh hhhttt, I'm sure he heard.  Okay, was the reply.  Do you want to work.  Do I!?!  Well.  We will.  To the stores.  Beside hardware, grocery.  Eaten, yet, Boss.  Yes and no.  Luckily his choice was next to my destination... Subway.  Any sandwich shop, really, but that was first named in a prime target a.o.

Paint, batteries, brushes, silicon, and all needed for two jobs, plus I looked at ac units, just a price check this time very doable.  Then the pudding, jello, tapioca, and coolaid... all sugar free.  Finally to the sandwich shop.  I was agonizing over whether to buy one myself, knowing it would destroy my sugar read, for days perhaps.  I... fell.  A footlong club, double meat, if "whole wheat" and vinegar, oil, salt, and pepper.  Oh well.

Back at home, we got the ladder out, and all three of my sanders.  The angle grinder was awesome, with the wound metal leg wheel it stripped like a champ.  I was wearing out, remember, I had been crashing.  Anyway, we got two of the seven upper windows stripped and painted.  I bought gooder paint and it is proving out.  May need a second coat, if only for close inspection.  And the satellite antenna is gone, plus the bolts sealed and reset.  Very good.  Well, and everything has been put up.

Well, to check the damages.  I really thought of just not checking.  Was it curiosity that egged me on?  Kills the cat, satisfaction can bring me back.  Or was it duty?  Fear.  And duty.  Always, Sir.  In any case, so be it.  My two hour aftermeal blood draw was 117.  Isn't that as low as it has been today?  Okay.  I did only eat half, won't eat there again.  Jimmy Johns, or the pizza place... they do sandwiches as well.  Satisfaction brought me back.

I need to cool, maybe shower, then to bed.  Aspirin, tea, medicine, and some gaming.  It was 68 F, in the shade.  But I worked up a serious sweat.  Later, or really, good night.