Who needs sleep!?!

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Who am I kidding?  Why I couldn't get to sleep until four, why I am waking at change before eight?  Raining.  A cold fall rain.  I feared freezing rain.  No, it's 45º.  A darned cold rain, I found, as I also found a hole in the roof of my back sloop porch, right on the way to check the temp.  Actually the leak is in the middle of the door just outside.  Sabotage for locking the back doors.

Sleep was good.  Can't figure out why I am not still sleeping.  I am still rather tired... to the point of that being painful.  I don't understand, but will take it.  I prefer real mornings, if I seem allergic to them.  I best get fresh tea going, the warmth will be welcome.

Now, on the good side, fasting blood sugar is 80!  It is truly fasting.  It has been eight hours since my last meal, more.  However, this is more like 'midnight' in my schedule than a real morning.  So...  It's...  If it is 80 to a hundred for the next few mornings...  I mean, neat but likely an outlier.

If I see, hear, a break, I'll let the ducks out.  The love to just stand in the rain.  And 45º to them is like 75° to us?  I will keep there food just inside their hutch, keep it dry, remind them they have a dry place if the want it.  Silly birds sometimes.  Later.