Down and up late.

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When to bed?  Late is all I know.  Probably past midnight.  Well past.  Two, three?  Awake, a final time, just before noon.  I am not sure if slow acting insulin went in.  Then again I wasn't sure if I had taken last night's pill medicine.  After checking, that is affirmative, so there is a good chance insulin was had.  I best get to today's medicine.

I don't have anything thawed, so food will be... simple, light, and ugly today.  All good.  I am hoping to push it over, get out, and do some raking today.  Storing a bag or three.  If possible, perhaps setting up a bucket mouse trap out there, and bin hutches for them... three.  One big enough for all, plus two smaller ones, so they can have privacy, in case they want to pretend they are married.

I will start a load of laundry, try to get a shower, and perhaps set up dishes.  Too much?  Way too much.  If you must shoot at the moon, aim high.  But first, meds of all sorts, a fatted tea, and to finish waking.  Good day.  Oh, and if you haven't made it to church yet, but are going, remember me to the one I love.  *eyebrow action`*



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