Slowing down.

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No surprise.  While fasting, energy will founder.  It is a price worth paying.  Blood sugar is at 155 currently.  It's only a ~forty point drop but the day is only half done.  And it is nearing the working range it needs to be.  Twenty five to seventy five down and I am good.  They say sixty to eighty is okay, if I'm not sure I believe them.

One load of laundry through and to being put up.  Another load drying.  I had such a small load of white synths that I put them in.  I am sure I can get those two loads tonight.  I have to do one more load, cotton whites... towels.  I have washed, rinsed, and put away the dishes that were soaking.  I am wearing out, not sure I want to put another set of loads going.  I may push it through, but I need to push if I do.  I want a shower tomorrow, thus having the tub clear and towels done.

Why the tub?  It handles batches, instead of a batch, at a time, and I'm needing to work my way to the sink.  Actually, I have.  It is, now, just the volume the tub allows.  I put the batches in regular sink sized tubs, not all in the mongo tub... that's just too much.  It works.  Worst case, I could dump the tubs, shower, and reset... but as with having to backtrack while driving, that isn't favored.

Not bad, all in all.  I wonder if a nap... No.  I can tell I couldn't sleep.  Bleh.  I'll keep doing what I can.  Later.