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Almost a good night.  Things were done early enough that getting to bed early was possible.  As well, it was cool enough to begin shutting down earlier as well.  Everything came together for an early bedtime.  A last meal, and on to bed.  But... a few hours into sleep and I woke... wrong.  Something felt really off.  Ah, blood sugar.  65  Oddly, it is up to 231 this morning.  Usually a single roll of the things and a light meal won't shoot it up like that.  Oh well.

So, a round of glucotabs.  I didn't need two, this time.  Though I had a couple of leftover brots as well.  I had to babysit it, until I felt better and could return to bed.  I... just don't get that.  At least I know how to fix it.  I just wish I hadn't had to wake up, spend a couple of hours tinkering with it, while I could have been getting a better sleep.

Still, to bed early enough that I am waking in the early afternoon.  I have enough time to get a shower, go buy bird feed, and still get dinner ready... doing some cleaning while at it?  Probably.

As to hanging out clothes?  Excellent.  I thought it would take many, or several, hours to dry.  Nope.  I checked three hours after, maybe two, and dry as bones.  I had some heavy shorts, with extremely heavy duty pockets.  Not even a spot of moisture in the pockets, or when I folded the hem over the line.  Now, my fear... and exhaustion... kept me from hanging out the second load.  I didn't want them out overnight, figured... rightly... it would rain.  Yes, I was that tired.  So I just put them in the dryer.  What was hanging was put on just as the other laundry was put in.  What was put out was dry faster than the dryer finished.  Weird, but... now I know.

A quick shower than a drive for feed.  Four bags holds me fairly long.  Though, that was, mostly, with three birds.  With nine now, it... I will go much faster.  Oddly, these new birds don't even double the feed requirements.  Even as growing chicks, sort of, and still.  I put enough feed in, that at the end of the day there is some left.  I had been putting out two to three cups, gauging by the previous day how much to put back in.  Putting in too much and backing it down until there is just a bit left.  Now I am just putting out three to four cups.  These ducks forage a great deal more.  Oh, I am allowing a broody duck to do her thing.  I'll know by, say, the twentieth of next month if anything pops.

Yea.  I keep trying.  I may try to build a few nesting boxes out there.  I'm not certain about the indian runners, but the muscovys will go broody up to three times a year.  I don't think they are in that stage yet.  Will know before long.  As mentioned, extra brooding boxes might help.  Just those plastic bins, with a door, or two, cut in them.  I really don't know what I am doing, and am not certain anyone on youtube knows any better.  Still, I'll give it a go.  Later.