Friday, August 9, 2019

Not much.

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The one that worried me the most was handled.  The bill.  I didn't have to speak to anyone.  I... paid what I could.  A massive load off my mind.  Then I used some of the burger to make patties, which grilled well, if slightly overdone.  A bit of mayo and mustard, keto pitas for two, and it was good.

It is only 82°, that seems to be the high.  A bit too warm for play or work.  Mowing would be fine, if I could.  Never did nap.  Part of the problem.  I just, sort of, got stuck.  It remains only 73° in the main, but is to 75° up front.  Truly interesting.  It isn't to hot, in here, so what is the problem?

It isn't blood sugar.  It was 170 fasting.  The curr!  After a fatted tea, boiled eggs, and a dose, it dropped to 129.  I decided to leave it, but have more to eat, a fatted coffee and... something.  It dropped more, to 95.  Very strange.  Average is 132 for the week.  I don't think I have normal diabetes.  But I seem to have gained some notion of how to treat it, when to do so... when to leave it alone.  So it wasn't diabetes.  But I am not back on the other meds yet.

I don't think it is any of that.  My body knows how to survive.  If it has problems... probably heat and excess light, it shuts down, move slow, conserves.  I don't have much control.  After my will betrayed my body right to, into actually, death, it has taken majority and can overrule my will.  Does.  That, I think, is the case.  Can't see it directly, as a black hole, but learn to read events via other methods.

I will put the ducks up and crash.  I would like to stay up to open the cave.  Can't.  Perhaps I will wake later, just enough to do that later.  Doubtful.  Though I should be awake early.  Good afternoon and night.

A bit.

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Raking is finished.  It was more work than I remembered.  With the grass longer, getting the rake through with the twigs was a trick, requiring a bit of effort and thought.  Thankfully it was a smaller area.  Relocating the pile of twigs from raking the front yard went with it.

Hoses were also set aside, so mowing will be a straight shot.  The hope is to mow yet today so as to be able to water tonight.  I won't water until after mowing.  I will be mowing only on the highest setting, and only in some areas.  Anywhere seeded, but still sparse, will be allowed another three days to week, maybe more.

I checked the temp outside, 80° at 13:00, as I started this post.  It is 73° main, 71° front... a very unusual set of readings.  Full sun today, so...  The front area should be higher, by three to ten degrees.  I'll take it, gladly.  It just doesn't make sense.  I am curious about upstairs.  Only one ac is running.  I'll know shortly, nap time.

I will set alarms.  I really want to be up to mow and water.  I will make a few calls first, medicine and a bill.  Those will ease my mind.  I don't want to deal with the bill, but no choice.  I am almost through the worst parts of my stresses.  Those calls will free me up.  The cooler days are helping as well.  Almost finished.  Oh, now to put things on automatic pay.  Ugh.

Good afternoon and day.

Who doesn't want delicate troubles?

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Some pops that helped order a few thoughts concerning... them.

Almost ready?

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For what?  Almost ready to be almost ready to go and do.  With everything closed, the main has creeped up to 71°, front still 67°.  With the sun up, at 8:00, it was still 58° out there.  The ducks are out, getting their pool filled, enjoying the relative cool.  I would guess the heat is there true bane.  They didn't mind winter at all.

Part of my difficulties of late is money troubles.  I am working on things.  The trouble is figuring how to decide who doesn't get paid when there simply isn't enough.  Pride takes a ding.  I... have figured it out.  One more call, the only bill that won't be cleared this month.  Ugh.  But... that means all other bills will be covered, and that this bill will be paid in full, definitely, next month.  Stressful.

I need to set up medicine.  Then do more work.  Though a nap may be required first, before I get too tired, so sleep too long.  I would like to rake first, so I can mow later.  Just the larger side yard really needs it, raking that is.  It is cool enough to rake.  Mowing isn't a hot job, even if it happens to be hot outside, up to a point.  Riding lawnmowers ftw.

A very good night.

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I have fallen behind on many things.  Medicine, bills, work...  Yesterday I caught a few things up and put things in motion to get meds going.  Soon more.  Another trip to town.  Visiting several places.  I had thought to eat out.  It would cost $10 to $15, so I decided to have a real treat.

I went to the store to see about ribeye, in that price range.  Done.  Far better, and better for me.  That, a month of replacement for the 2015 meds I had been taking, and a bill paid.  Closer to getting some of the monkeys off my back.  So many, huge, menacing, disturbing my tranquility.  I just want to be left to enjoy my painful life in peace!  Soon.

I was amazed to sleep until 4:00.  I think I went to bed at 20:00?  As well, with one ac, it was 64° upstairs!  Part of why sleep was so sweet?  I didn't turn the other ac on, took a risk.  It was, surprisingly still 64° this morning.  It was 68° outside every time I checked yesterday.  The highest it got was 73° in the main part of the house, if only for an hour.  The front part, usually hotter during the day, only getting to 71°.  Oh, the front part is down to 66° this morning, the main is 68°.  I checked outside, this morning, it's about 55°.  Strange, all of it.

Have you ever seen things with your eyes that your mind can't piece together?  A magic trick, or see-through path over a void, or other thing that doesn't seem to jibe with your personal understandings?  These temps, and cool weather, are causing a stir.  Intellectually I am fully aware.  But the animal in me... isn't as quickly able to sort the realities.  The body animal is a superstitious creature which deals poorly with change... and, yet, oddly, craves it.

Later.

Thursday, August 8, 2019

Waking blind.

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Looking at my watch, I was pleased.  It looked like I slept in until 4:00, after going to bed around 22:00!  After yesterday, it was a... better sleep.  When I got downstairs... The real clocks read 2:30.  Hmm?  Must have, between being sleepy and using my micro-light to read my watch, misread.

Woke absolutely freezing.  Blankets were on.  I checked the thermometers.  Two read 68°, one read 69°.  Downstairs it is 70° main 68° front.  Hmm...  I had to check outside.  If it is exceptionally cool out there, that can creep in, fill the blank spots, making the thermometers' readings more full.  Nope.  At 55°, while moderately cool that isn't cool enough to cast a chill on the cave.

Hmm.  Blood sugar?  Nope.  While high for fasting, it isn't high for me.  It was 130 at bedtime, it is 140 now, so it rose as I slept.  Neither, though, is that low.  If it had been in the 80's or lower I might have thought some correlation.  No good reason, I guess.  I have fresh tea brewing.  I am never just cold.  Very unnatural.

If you can't know the cause of tribulations, but have the solution?  Venture forth with a glad heart.

A shower, shave, and more, in a bit.  Among other things, mowing today.  On the highest deck setting.  Oh, and raking?  At least raking.  Then?  Other stuff it is hoped.   :P  I should figure some things out today.  Yea.  Things to do.  The world is changing, but my duties in it, to it, must be completed.

Good morning and day.

Wednesday, August 7, 2019

Cloudy.

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At 9:00, it is just to 62°.  I don't know how much cooler it was last night or this morning.  I woke at 2:30, just... I am not functioning well.  Yesterday was quite hot, it was up to 81° inside, in the main part of my home, yesterday.  Though, as with today, the temp isn't purely a sun thing.  Sometimes clouds, air movement or lack of it, pressure, and other things are involved.  Definitely today, I should think.

Sleep was good.  Very short, but good.  I had the alarm set for an eight and nine and an half hour sleep, but woke solidly after four and a half hours.  I simply could not sleep more.  I actually woke an hour before, but was able to return to sleep.  It wasn't too warm, at 68°.  I don't know why.

The ducks were loosed.  No food overnight, so they were as happy to go as children at recess.  Quacking, chortling, flapping wings, pitter-pattering on their way.  Not humanized, but no need.  I can enjoy them from afar.  They seem happy enough, and that is good enough.

Today?  I don't know.  A massive headache is just a stretch too far away.  Perhaps it will happen no matter.  I have dug back in around my sitting area.  I suggested I was looking for something.  While I did quit when I found the items, I went about the effort in such a way as to be finished with the general spot clearing by the time I found it.  That I do such things very well suggests to me that my hind mind knows vastly more than it lets on.  I am as a child to it's whims, and the thing that lives in that veil prefers that I... endeavor.  Eyes and smile in otherwise dark, as the Cheshire Cat.  * blink blink*

Tuesday, August 6, 2019

So messed up.

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I made it out yesterday.  A doctor appointment.  Then on to the DMV to start getting the driver license renewal started.  They are saying I have the wrong address, but I corrected that with them immediately after receiving it.  They wouldn't redo the license, put tape on the back, which is gone, with the corrected address.  But it isn't in their system.  As well, shoes returned... ordered 14's, got 11's.

I had hoped to do more, but the heat got to me.  Still, a reasonable start.  I was awake until... I have no clue.  Wait!  When I went down for the nap, I went down for the night.  I did wake to put the ducks away, but couldn't remain awake.  I woke at around 2:30.  Hmm, I don't think I let the ducks out.  After this.

It was down to 54° at 7:30 this morning.  That is wonderful for an August morning.  It's a bit crazy this year, but I'll take it.  I was so tired I only opened a portion of my windows.  I had slim hope as to cooling, but it worked extremely well.  It is less effort, I'll keep doing it this way.  It is only 88° F (31.1 C) out, so far today.  Not cold but definitely not brutal.  I suspect it will get to 92-96ish, or could.

If there is any human weather issues, it wasn't Western production.  It happened when they moved it all to unregulated third-world nations.  If that more alters rather than warms or cools.  Look at the satellite images of China's pollution streams, and understand that will affect everything happening pretty much everywhere.  The cooling is from solar minimum and a few other things.  Natural.  Distribution of what heat is received is defined by pollution trails and natural affairs.  I don't think the fires in the northern hemisphere are natural, follow the pollution.  But it adds to the pollution, compounding it's effects.  Anyway...

I had hoped to do a few things today, but it isn't possible.  Tomorrow.  Later.

Monday, August 5, 2019

Up, early.

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To bed around 22:00, up at 4:30.  Sleep was short, yesterday was long.  Not too, too much.  Sleep was delicious.  A rather good day and night.

It was 60° when I went to bed, and woke.  Outside.  I opened up as I went to bed.  It only got to 73° in the main house.  Upstairs was running a bit hot, if I think that was me.  Sometimes I still warm my environment, like a stove.  It should have been two degrees cooler, at least.

I wondered if diabetes was up, but at 136 fasting, with a 126, 140, and 128 average for the week, biweek, and month, respectively, not so much.  That bump to 140?  That was eating a full McDonald's meal.  No fries or bun anymore.  I wasn't thinking when I ordered, just rolled with the results.  So, yeah.  I sometimes have been able to do that from time to time.  No more.  I guess I was just hot.

A bite to eat, boiled eggs, four.  I keep overdoing them!  I keep cutting the time.  It doesn't matter.  The first recent batch I brought to a boil.  I gave them eleven minutes, lid on, heat off, after they hit the boil.  They seemed only a bit overdone.  Two dozen, but in a very big, 24 quart kettle, filled to just above the eggs.  This time, similar fill, but three dozen.  They came to a boil, the heat was again turned off, but this time the lid was removed and they were only given eight minutes.  In both cases, the eggs were drained of hot water then immediately set under running cold water for about three minutes.  Oddly, these last eggs were more overdone than the first!  Bleh.  Science, as I have said, isn't science.  It is engineering, which is trial and error, every... damned... time.  And, yes, cooking is science.  Actually most "scientific" discovery is accidental or incidental... doubling down on the engineering trope.

Well, time to brush, shower, and shave.  Two showers in a row?  Oh yea.  Quite nice.

Sunday, August 4, 2019

Did I over or under sleep?

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I can't tell.  Especially when awake time variability is added in.  I just don't know.  I do know my day and night flipped in just a few days.  I had been going to bed at pretty near when I woke this morning, and for weeks.  It isn't that I tried to switch, if it was a desire.  It just flopped, or... flipped?

Blood sugar was a bit high, but just in the 150's this morning.  It took a while for me to get around to eating and taking a dose.  An hour before another test.  My average is staying in the 120's, no major drops either recently.  It's as good as I can do given the season.  While I am able to stay, mostly, comfortable, I am limited by excess sun and heat.  For a walking dead man, this is as good as it gets.  As things are.  Central air would help.

I just can't do much.  Perhaps as fall nears next month?  I will need a nap shortly.

Recently, often, I have been unable to blog.  I purchased a few inexpensive older games, some of which are rather entertaining.  Oddly, I can't even play those, often.  Watching movies, and shows, is more of a task.  I just started in on the Soprano's, or such.  Interesting, but couldn't watch the whole first episode.  When I find a movie I can tolerate, it takes three or four periods, over days, to watch.  If I can barely tolerate entertainment, even of the passive sort, imagine how difficult work would be.

Just putting something down while I can.  It isn't as if I don't have thoughts, or music.  I just... can't... get it written.  Ugh.  I'll keep plugging at it.  Later.