Strange.

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Blood sugar.  It was 113 fasting, in spite of the wrong foods and no slow acting insulin... actually no insulin... yesterday.  And a 172 fasting blood sugar, actually from fasting?  Bah!  Very strange.  I am about to have a burger, warmed, on salad, with ranch.  As well, a fatted tea.  Back to keto.  It isn't a bad diet.  It could be better with a little help.  But it isn't bad.  It is just restrictive.

I need to get going, get the ducks fed and watered.  This month I will be buying a few more five gallon buckets, for mouse traps.  Life is cruel.  It is hard.  But who says it can't be fun?  Don't worry, with just enough water for the hordes to keep open, and the cold, they drown right as they freeze.  Becoming bait themselves.  "Is it cold"?  "Heck, no, come on down"!   "Dirty rat"!  "Ah, ah, ah... clean, name's Misery, I love company".

It is cold, probably permanently... for the winter.  More snow every day for the next three or four.  I'd gues we have had eight to twelve inches so far, if much has melted in.  And cold.  The wet from snow adds to it.  The right gear helps.  It is, beyond any doubt, winter now.  On the good side, it is healthy and timely, for a white winter.

On to chow.  Actually the ducks first.  Later.