Good, actually, morning. In the morning.

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Nothing fancy.  No pain, slept well, got enough sleep, woke easy.  Fasting blood sugar is 162, not bad but up from yesterday's at 147.  My other two blood sugar tests were 121 around lunchtime and 128 a bit before bedtime.  I can hope to keep it low again.  There actually isn't a reason for it to have increased.  I hadn't eaten for hours before that or after to now.

It took all day, off and on, to finally finish the trim so the washcloth lies flat.  I kept adding curl!  I think the trick was using slightly less tension and making absolutely certain to hit every stitch, as well as doing extra in the corners, sometimes more than suggested.  I had to do many teardowns.  I refused to develop a flaw right at the end.  I... hope I have learned.  Odd thing is, the oblong (is it?) one?  I had no difficulty with it's border.

It isn't perfect, or appear so, but it is rather mildly and scarcely marred.  It is rather square, it is much improved, it was excellent practice.  Another start, to kick of my morning.  It is times like these when I hearken back to the golden days of radio, when talkies were the deal.  Hmm, they do have speaky books.  I wonder if they have Tolkien, perhaps the church doctors, on audio?  That... would do well.  I'll begin research.

Later.