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Not much, if pushing creates *stars*. That is not nearly as severe as it was yesterday, if enough to keep my plans simple. The yard really needs water. Longer tonight, and longer Saturday. Longer until I see solid results. The side yards are better. I may look into smaller indigenous shade trees. Something to give the front yard a chance. Perhaps evergreens of some sort. We have a brutal sun here. Wow, that water is C O L D though.
Blood sugar isn't great. BP has been good. Another meal is about to get going. Pieces of pork rib, crisped on the grill, and eggs. Perhaps milk, though definitely cottage cheese and a few slices of peach. Those unsweetened canned fruits are truly a treat. Convenient, no hits on blood sugar, not expensive, with a can lasting out five meals over a week. Almost anything is edible, just a matter of dosing. Except added sugar, corn syrup, or such. I may try a roll tonight. They may add sugar, but not include it on the ingredient list, a common treachery.
Personally, I think the government knows, approves, pushes, such. We need to end both public sector unions and lifetime bureaucratic positions and the safety of those jobs, be able to fire anyone in the government for even a hint of corruption, impropriety, or just being assholes. They have forgotten who they work for.
Ah, the dream. I saw him leave. I thought it was after she fell. And there is another woman to go. Which is when, who, is another matter. If the left is crazy now, rabid soon. That can, will, be handled. Amen.
It got to 88 today, by early to mid afternoon. It was 73 F in here, until late afternoon when the house finally surrenders a bit, and hit 75, nearly 76. Almost as soon as the sun drops, for now, the temp plunges. It is 62 and probably still falling. Everything gets opened and the fans continue their tiresome but beloved job. I am enjoying summer a lot more. With diabetes and bp more controlled, the heat is much easier to live with.
Later. Perhaps good night.
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