Sunday, August 23, 2020

Bedtime.

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A good night.  Not very active.  Sleepy, tired, but the pain from earlier let up.  It was rather intense.  All good.

Blood sugar started a bit high.  I had a fatted coffee, then a second if with milk instead of cream.  I kept forgetting insulin, but did get the slow acting stuff in.  Even so, blood sugar was down seventy points to 118 last time I checked.  Very strange how that works.  I just had a meal, should have dosed if very lightly.  I'll have another milk and tea, and take the smallest dose with that.

It is bedtime.  It is 60° outside, last I checked.  Okay, but...  Then again, it isn't all that late.  I keep thinking it might be about to rain, and it just doesn't.  A couple days of rain would be quite good.  We may not get it for a while though.  Too many people in too many places in the world are being kept from working.  I still think that is the point.  There is no, or no serious, disease.  It's just a method of shutting things down.  Is the shutdown right or wrong, though.  That's the real question, to me.

I was accepted, as an editor, for an online encyclopedia type of site.  I may have mentioned it before.  I keep reading, and rereading, the expectations, limits, and such, for editors.  Get it?  Well, yes... and no.  Words are never just words.  There is the law, and the spirit of the law.  If the law is reasonable, to me, there isn't a reason to attempt other than it.  If the law is wrong, then I just won't accept the conditions to be within that law.  They seem reasonable, best I can tell.  Still, time will tell.

However, I have no idea what I am doing.  So I wrote someone who might have access to resources, perhaps even a tutor or mentor.  Which is what I requested... resources, and possibly a mentor.  Who I contacted is quite busy.  I don't expect a response for a week or more, and that with luck.  There is the possibility of no response.  But I am continuing to dig on my own as well.  I don't just ask for help, then wait.  I toss out a request while I continue to process, work, sort, find.

Hmm...  Well, that's it.  Good night.

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