Yea.

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The ducks and girls have been taken fed etceteras.  The laundry did spin out, then dried if that took two shots as well.  That load has been folded and sorted and is ready to be put up.  I may hit the dishes, if most will need another sudsy soak before finishing.  Not bad.

In other news, blood sugar has already dropped to 127.  That is a one hundred fourteen point drop from the "morning" read to near bedtime on my first fasting day.  I'll certainly take that.  I have gone through various stages of hunger, mildly.  On a scale from one to ten, I've gotten to four?  Some serious gurgling going on in there, if hunger has passed again, for now.

The furnace was turned down.  I am starting to feel it.  The cold of body or environmental causes, if tempered, allows sleep.  Unmanaged it, as with any extreme, can inhibit sleep.  It all has to be just right.  I'm learning if there isn't a way to perfection, not quite just yet.

Good night, morning, and day.