Definitely closing in on bedtime.

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Watering started at 19:30, or so.  I could have started earlier, I just wouldn't have thought so.  The front lawn is getting another drink, after the cut it looked to be in need... even on the highest setting.  Part of the strip out back is getting it too.  Another hour and I will go on to bed.  Tomorrow I might hit the area that is being shortshifted tonight, and the dry side area again.  Then two or three days off.

I did try the frittata.  Having baked bacon I used the fat from that, some of it.  As well, I cut several pieces of bacon into strips across the width and tossed that in.  I whipped a lot of air in, so it was much thicker and fluffier.  With salsa and milk, it was quite good.  Boiled eggs tomorrow, a dozen to be pickled.

Meds were set up, finally.  My doc sent the wrong scripts, but I can make do.  I just need to call the V.A. tomorrow, first thing.  Well, and I will start on a lower dose.  Not a bad thing, my body has become cranky.  Flooding it with meds would hurt.  Too late to take meds, but I took a few furosimide, the water pill.  My feet are sore, swollen.

Blood sugars have improved, staying around 120 to 125 mostly.  A few dips up and down, either way, but averaging each other out and with no more than a fifteen point slide.  It isn't really treatable when it remains so low and stable.  If I could get fasting blood sugar to 100 I would feet a lot better.

It is 62° outside, was at 21:30.  Upstairs was 75° just now, forty five minutes later.  The main got to 74°, the front to 76°, but in that forty five minutes, after opening up, each has dropped a degree.  Oh, I turned on both ac's upstairs.  If it is less than 73° when I go up to bed, I will turn them both off as they were.  A very strange year, but a good one.

Hmm... someone is strobing my cortex.  A joy.





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