I gave it all I had.

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I washed everything a final time, put it to a final rinse, then waited until it should have been the right temp to handle yet dry well.  I simply couldn't muster what it took to finish.  So, it sat overnight.  All good.  First thing this morning I reset everything, if down to two loads.  I made a fresh fatted coffee, or part of it... it brews.  I have a timer on for both.  The coffee is ready, by it's timers, but I am... writing.  I'll get to it shortly.

The ducks were put out, fed, fresh water set... in the opposite order.  I sat out there with them for a bit.  It was cooler this morning, if not cold.  But at 11:00, it's... definitely hitting fall.  A very nice fall day.  Oh, but leaves haven't started falling yet.  I am hoping to bad lots of those, for duck fodder.  I need to check on hay, too.  And rabbits.  Bleh.

So, today?  The last of the dishes.  Oh, well, I still have a few pots and pans from very recent use, needing washed.  Then sweeping and the rest of the counters.  Should be easy, the counters, with the kitchen sinks open.  Then back to tearing into the kitchen.  Clearing the basement for food storage, then storing what goes down there.  Setting up mouse traps, and checking those.  Ugh.

I think the ducks may be so good at mousing that they are driving the mice indoors.  Even with two cats in here, I suppose it beats an horror of six voracious meat eating ducks.  Between traps and beasts, I am hoping to get rid of the little beasts.  They aren't welcome.  Hmm... I may have to see about another cat.  I'd like a tom, but I worry about their territorial peeing.  They say they can fix it, but I have my doubts.  A female will have to compete, and it's a tough group I have.  Still... with Sam aging so much, it might be time.  Further, if Sam goes, I might get another cat on top of that.  I think three cats would be worth the money.

I am definitely enjoying fall.  I am back to work, if slowly.  I am feeling good.  Medicine is regular, diabetes is under control, I am dieting well, managing food in all ways.  It's not, by a longshot, perfect... my diet.  But I am beginning to understand what can and can't be eaten, and based on calories or carbs, or even fats.  I am learning to eat.  Mistakes will be made.  And I have limits as to what I can arrange, do, and not do.  My willpower is weakened greatly by my illness(es).  Still, I think I can, generally, get  there.  Later.