A long danged nap!

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I got a few more things done, if nothing near even half the list, then had to crash.  I figured a few hours would do.  That was at 16:00 to half past.  I just woke at 03:30 or so.  Yea.  Crashed is the operative word.  Chastity has been kept, and prayer life has been continuing as possible.  Sometimes, as with this last crash, I hit so hard when I go to bed that reliable conscious prayer isn't possible.  I seem to dream pray though.  How does that work?  I'm... not quite sure.  When the body fails, the mind can pick up the slack and I pray even while asleep.  It's about all I can tell you about it.

I didn't, then, end up making goulash or eating supper of any sort.  Still, I realized, later in the day, that I haven't been taking meds, again, or insulin, either.  I had stopped insulin while fasting.  Of course.  But had forgotten to restart when I began eating today.  I knew my blood sugar would be bogus high.  So, after waking and realizing, I tested.  It is 125 fasting.  Hmm... well... okay.

I am limiting artificial sweetener to four to five drops per half gallon, three per quart of fatted coffee.  And, with it being cool, I am drinking a goodly lot less, maybe a gallon of tea rather than three, if adding an extra fatted coffee per day... if I often drank two, just not always.  With the cool to cold, the hot tea or coffee is a plus.

The furnace is still on 68°, which keeps this front room 66°.  Dressing for it, that is eminently doable. for me.  It's actually a pleasure.  As winter actually arrives, this room will become frigid, which is fine by me and the computer.  I have a sheet blocking the front and back areas, it just works better.  It gives me zones of varying comfort, winter and summer.

I would still like to get propane burners for this, the bedroom and master bedroom's bath and the master bedroom itself, plus in the garage.  But that would be after a furnace, electrical upgrades, restoration of the second (master bedroom's) bath, and work to turn the garage into an insulated shop.  Which... means it's a pipe dream.  Still, it is a dream.  Having propane is a good secondary source, if limited to some degree.  Having two ways to heat parts of the environment, in a winter climate, is a good thing.  There are other options, if dangers and many limits with those, too.  Bleh.

Oh, I keep forgetting regular medicine as well.  It's the cold, brings me low.  Makes me sleepy.  It  was a sudden and drastic change.  I do my best when the world quits on me, but... I... have limits.  That is all there is to it.  I will keep trying.  Hmm... breakfast?  I think I'll have a skinless chicken salad?  Or should I boil eggs and have a few of those, with a fatted coffee?  I'm going to for eggs, actually.  I have no standards, of what seems right for breakfast, or wrong for it.  Food is food, save mood.  It's, just... I want to have a bigger meal later.  Two duck eggs and a fatted drink is a nice, light, meal.  Oh, and back to the list.  I think I can, I know I can... in time.  Today is time!  Later.