A visitor.

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Eggs a day early.  And conversation.  The Mrs. is with their second child.  It, well, she has become a wee moody.  Yeah.  I suggested what I suggested to the other man who recently wed.  Learn fishing, camping, or howling at the moon.  Oh, well, at least he chuckled.  I asked if he would have believed me.  At first?  No.  Now?  Oh yeah.

A good long talk.  I think he is... needing a little time out.  I am thinking for as wrong as I did things, there... well...  There is that.  Life gets complicated, lonely, and tight in a hurry.  I will keep them in my prayers, see what I can do.  Even just an ear or chuckle.  So far so good.

Blood sugar is up to 142.  I plan for another meal, a lighter insulin dose, medicine, then bedtime.  The numbers are ever so slightly better.  I will just have to relax into things, do my best, and pray.  Ugh, forgot to do the rosary this morning.  Tomorrow, or as soon as possible.  Good night.