Awake but absolutely exhausted.

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It was supposed to be a nap.  Not a chance.  I was going to sleep after that last post.  Again, not a chance.  It was three hours later, five?  At least two, if probably closer to the first two guesses.  I had slipped to far into that dread insomniac fog to know.  I am sure I  examined the clock out here, and the alarm, bot which run of the atomic clock signal.  It doesn't matter how accurate they are if the mind can't generate enough short term memory for recall.  Awake at 13:30, for whatever that means.

First thing, ducks.  I think I forgot them yesterday.  Because of the vagaries of my sleep pattern, the miss was between twelve and eighteen hours, not twenty four.  Odd, but I think they doubled egg production!  I am leaving eggs for now.  It looks like they have sorted into three nesting areas.  For now I am leaving them to it.  I am not sure what to do, so... for now... natural is as it is.

That little bit totally winded me.  What?  That shouldn't have been a problem.  Whatever.  I will catch my breath and go from there.  I keep being amazed by how clean the bathroom is.  So pleased, I have been keeping up, cleaning the toilet just a bit near daily.  I haven't, yet, officially, cleaned the sink or mirror.  I finally found the glass cleaner, so that will be done before I shower and shave, which is my first chore today.  Perhaps in a few hours.  I thought I would be able to hit a lot more work... looks like not.  I will do what my health allows.

I found the eyehooks and wire.  I will seek the stud finder.  As the rest of today, if a second and other winds can be had, will be about the bedroom.  Well, and finishing laundry and putting up dishes when only small shorter tasks can be done.  Tea, after brushing my teeth and cycling laundry, then a long sit.  Air!  I need air.

Oh, blood sugar is 294.  Not great but beats the 330s and higher.  My stupid sleep, and maybe excess sweetener while fogged in, are the problems?  Maybe.  I'll be careful.  Chia breakfast, and a fatted tea, later a fatted broth.  I need to thaw more of those.  They aren't fantastic tasting... if not bad with herbs, spices, cream, and salt.  It is knowing I am getting natural stuff my body needs, craves.  I wonder how much bone broth has helped my feet, skin.  The gelatin, minerals, and else, really can't be had in many other ways.

Later.