I got lost.

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In my mind.  It took a while to eat.  I have given the largest batch of dishes a once over. They will need at least one more run.  I did a few other small jobs.  Finally a meal.

Scrambled eggs with bacon and cheese.  As well, hash browned cauliflower.  Not great but not bad.  I need to brown those a good deal more.  They will never be as potatoes. It isn't the taste or texture, it's the missing starch.  It worked well enough, for me.  I should have had salsa with it.

I forgot to take insulin, so finally took it two hours after dinner.  Then set the alarm for two hours.  A fantastic blood sugar of 95 averaging 131.  No complaints.  I believe I will have a fatted coffee then go to bed.  I... will trust this lower number.

I will hit the dishes one more time, remove them and maybe shave and shower tonight or in the morning.  I need to do much tomorrow.  I need to be ready.  I will attempt to do these things yet tonight.  Yes, after checking, I did pull the barrels back to the cave.  Little things, here and there.

Later, or good night.
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Couldn't sleep.  Did have a fatted coffee, a small one.  Since then, blood sugar dropped to 84 then recently is 88.  My average is 128.  I messed up with the dishes.  Forgot to reset fully.  I still washed them and reset.  I will give them another shot, then maybe shower before resetting them, or shave and leave them out and dry so I can shower first thing.  Or shave,  do dishes, rest, then shower?  Ugh.  I want those things done, but dragging ass to the point I have doubts.  Good night.