Not as much as hoped.

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Between slowing down and that odd insomniac fog of war, plus dinner?  I just couldn't get started, then couldn't work hard or fast.  I did get through several baskets of clothes put away, and will get empty boxes and packaging out.  I couldn't make it through to the bed change.  I'll get there soon.

There is no way I can get to swimming today, but that is closing in.  All swim wear has been rounded up, and put in a bin with what else is swimming related, but won't be going every time.  Hmm, there are a few more items to go in there yet tonight.  If I kit out, I buy extras.  It just saves heartache.

I will put a load to wash.  Just trying to keep up.  I have dishes soaking in the sink.  I can do those while waiting to cycle the laundry.  Yeah, I am working on keeping up.  Might as well hit the cat litter, and should feed my ladies while at it.  Don't I have towels to take back while I go that way.  I am sure of it.  See how things add up?

Blood sugar is 232 after dinner.  I can handle an 18 point spike, if I'd be happier with a drop.  I had more beef than planned.  Still, good enough and well below the 330s.  Oh, through the magic of the Internet, everything except flipping laundry is completed.  Nothing extra, but I didn't promise anything extra.

Yeah, on to the few things remaining while closing up shop.  Lungs are a bit tired... wet, full.  Perhaps I am pushing a bit hard?  The extra water pill should be helping.  Ugh.  I won't take more, more.  I'm stretching things as is.  I may need to slow down for the last of the week.  Not stop, just slow up a bit.  Good night.