A strange day.

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Bits done.  No business, today.  Tomorrow, I must.  Laundry was run through, two loads.  Chores, and keeping up on water.  I missed a bit, and it was all frozen, so new waterers.  These the bunnies used to completion, or close.  Food is all gone, save the little guys.  Sometimes they eat more, sometimes less.  Today it was much less.  I check, to make sure food hasn't gotten stuck in the chute.  So it isn't that.

I also grilled chops, then put a pork roast on for a low, slow, cook.  I understand why they use barbeque sauce, pork can sometimes be just a bit bitter.  I may work a sauce up tomorrow.  I have keto ketchup.  With a bit of work, some of that can be turned into a sauce.  Hot, vinegary or not, thicker or thinner, hotter or mild, etc... whichever way I want to go with it.  Then, try some keto buns, perhaps a fathead dough sort?  I've been wanting to try these things.  I am planning on shredding the pork.  This is the first time I dared leave it long enough that it is literally falling off the bone, and apart.  It is tasty, but as mentioned, slightly bitter.  I hope the sauce helps with that.

Funny thing is, I handled the cold quite well today.  I mean extremely well.  Before I was awake enough to realize what I was doing, I was out doing chores.  I had meant to take a shower first thing (which I still plan to do as well tonight).  But hadn't gotten to it.  So?  So I went out without any socks on.  Or even a second layer under my pj's.  Or third, as I often do.  And, yea, it was about 2 F out there this morning.  I never did, obviously, get to the shower, or put socks on.  Didn't need them?  Apparently not.  The several more times I was out for chores, and while setting up the grill then checking the food, I was out without socks.  Just flip-flops, if of the sideways band sort.  Hmm... imagine that.  I AM still an ogre, or bear, or giant of a milder size.  Not all dead, or too old, yet.

I thought that might be due to blood sugar?  I just checked... fifteen minutes after eating between half and a pound of grilled pork roast, it read 144.  So... no, I don't think so.  No... I... haven't been taking insulin, either.  Odd, that.  I... just... got lost in things.  Still, I actually should get back on my heart medicine.  That really is becoming... spooky.  Yes, I have a very strange anatomy.  I guess I really have been eating less.  I think a few hundred calories a day for... well... a while... and a while before the last bigger meal I had, even two or three of the last bigger meals I have had.  I'm not hungry, or thirsty, even when I am.  *shrug*

Well... I best get to some things.  Good evening and night.