Rather worn.

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I love being this sort of tired.  I had hoped to do a few more things.  I did get the dishes reset.  But that was calculated in.  I took it for granted, if I really shouldn't.  I had hoped to put the sheers up, and pin the curtains.  Well, and find the rest of the curtains, get them upstairs, and install the final one for the south facing window.  Might still do that if finding the curtains is easy.  Not the sheers, just taking and putting up curtains.

Blood sugar was 94 three hours after dinner.  I used 16 cc's of insulin with food, before that reading.  A few hours after that, it is 89 as a bedtime read.  BP is 120/84 with a pulse of 86.  Finally a bit better.  It is part of why I love work when I can do it.  Tomorrow is a fasting day.  I will eat again Saturday.  Of course, no insulin whatever happens, though if it drops below 80, I will eat something, most likely a fatted tea, or fatted bone broth.

It was an amazing day.  I would love to keep at it.  I know better than to wish.  Though... it could happen.  Some things.  It was a good day.  If the curtains can be finished, I can put an ac upstairs, and turn that into my summer bedroom.  And, yes, the closet is interior and cooler... and darker.

Good night.