It warmed a bit out there.

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I haven't been doing much today.  More than the last week?  The area has been cleared for dishes, a few more areas are about to be hit... cleared already nearly, to be washed.  One load of dishes done.  One load of laundry out on the line, another put in.  The big load of dishes is being set to a hot rinse, so it is easier to dry.

Eggs were boiled.  Three for breakfast, and a fatted coffee.  Blood sugar is reading 125 again.  Hmm, still haven't dosed.  I'd like to see where this goes, eating carefully, without insulin.  The device needs a new battery, again, though.  I actually need two.  A replacement for one borrowed.  I don't know why they do me kindly, but they do.  And... I appreciate it.  My paranoia is annoying, but... it is what it is, and things are what they are.

I am starting to feel a bit off.  So I will have lunch.  Two, heated, chicken thighs... sadly skinless, cleaned from the bone, heated... on a salad with an italian or balsamic vinaigrette.  Not much, but it'll do.  As for supper?  If I do make goulash, I will definitely have to do a double pan thing.  My initial review of carbs for that were 17, but... that was an odd variant.  With noodles, one serving is 37 grams of carbs and 400 calories.  My limit is 20 grams for the whole day, of which I have had around three to five, and calories would be okay, save no room for seconds!  Ugh.  I have to find tomatoes.  I am sure I have some around somewhere.

Dishes, another load of laundry out when it's done, goulash probably, perhaps a nap.  It is 77° out there, 70° in the main, 73° up here.  A nice day.  Glad the warmth came back a bit.  But summer has definitely broken.  As well, I have a book about Catholic based meditation I wish to consider.  Still, that I can pray in dreams when the flesh doesn't allow wakeful praying?  That's... gotta count for something?  :p  It truly is a gift, a grace.  I can pray for hours upon hours, and listen for days, in there.  Sometimes it's all I have.  Days?  In a dream that last moments?  Yea.  I told you, it was a gift.  I can stretch time in there... live lives... do... much.

I'm catching up, and keeping up, on medicine.  I wont' go back more than to yesterday, but... that leaves one missed dose, then, for nearing two months.  I... can handle that.  Well, I best get to lunch, then on to dishes and laundry.  Oh, and finding tomato, for goulash.  Life is a bit rough, but... I'll... make it.  I did order, for pickup, from my store.  That, if it all works, will make life a bit easier.  Later.