A bit rough, but good somehow.

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I woke around seven, if I didn't get out of bed for an half hour.  I wasn't sure it was time.  Down at midnight, wanted to sleep to eight.  After thinking on things, it seemed good enough.

It was 45° outside just now, 63° upstairs with the door shut but windows open and a few fans going, and 68° in the main... if because the furnace was on.  My bad.  Windows were open.  Bleh.  I can begin turning the furnace off at night, again, I think.  At these temps, freezing isn't an issue, and I don't have a personal minimum.  If it weren't for pipes, freezing temps wouldn't be a problem for me, especially while sleeping.

I did a bad, bad, thing.  My version of goulash simply did not pan out... uhrm, literally.  Tomato soup with burger?  Sort of, yes.  So... instead of going with wisdom, I ate pasta goulash.  It wasn't bad.  It wasn't perfect.  But, then, my guests were late, they were.  And food waits for no man!  So, it was a bit overdone.  And it was not salted.  I thought I had.  I hadn't.  A bit of salt made it feasible.  I just knew my blood sugar would be in the two hundreds, maybe higher, today.

Nope!  Blood sugar is 135 fasting.  Meh.  Oh, but I will be cautious for a while.  I think, with the remaining, of my, goulash, I will use it to baste the remaining chicken thighs, as well as for on hotdogs or brots later.  A type of chili, sans beans.  The pasta goulash I will toss immediately, before temptation gets the better of me.  I can be such a weak man.  And... food!  I do love pasta.  Once bitten, though, twice shy.  Especially since I escaped disaster.

My body feels a bit rough.  I have taken an extra dose of heart medicine the last few days.  Even so, I missed a full day in there somewhere, other than the doses I caught up on.  That and work, the last few days, scant as it was, has my body a bit in suffering mode.  Innards, lower back, right bicep somehow, thighs, front leg muscles, and other things being drowned out by the more major complaints.  I will try aspirin on these.  This is what aspirin usually works well on.  What aspirin doesn't seem to help with is the pains from falling behind on heart medicine.  Nothing helps that.

It looks like youtube has again shut me out.  So be it.  It is what it is.  I reset dishes.  I don't have enough laundry to do another load.  I will hit the remaining counters in a bit.  Then hit the dishes, trim the beard this  time, shower, and set up the final if significant portions of dishes.  I am hoping to finish dishes and complete flats... counter spaces, today.  Plus maybe shopping.  I'd best get fresh tea going.

It should be a very good day, if it is going to hurt.  If I can get the bathroom and kitchen down by Saturday, I'll take a hike.  It might not be much.  Just a quick trip, an half an hour to hour in... unless I can do more when out.  Up into the Wellsville mountain... Wellsvilles?  I've heard it, and seen it, both ways.  I just don't know.  I think it is, sort of, a mini-range to itself... not just one peak, anyway.  Later.