Still up.

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I just got to chores.  Plus feeding the girls and tending their litter.  Moving so slow.  Haven't had soup, and I am really hungry.  Mostly of mind.  Blood sugar has dropped.  For the first time it is below 250, at 129 say four or five hours after my last nibble.  Ah, but no tea.  I have been sweetening it a lot lately.  Right, but I think it was eating bread that was causing the problem.  Someone reminded me of a fix for that.

I keep forgetting this, because, often, before, getting eggs was difficult.  Now, with store pickup, it's... easier.  As with the other ingredients.  Plus, so many ways to do it.  Best to mix and match, coconut flower this time, almond next, and just occasional use.  Why?  This food is good, but not for daily.  Each has it's points.  Which means a lot of learning, and keeping somewhat custom ingredients on the shelf.

Bedtime?  Yes, but... no.

Oh, and I  think someone is accusing me of... something.  :p  I almost wonder if a... friend is visiting.  One of her favorites?  I suspect so.  Anyway... lazy?  I wish.  I'm... not that qualified.  You have to be healthy enough to choose to be lazy.  Still, I... get a grin going well and large.  Is this what she is thinking?  Or... is it just the message of being lazy?  I never can know, tell.  I can chuckle.

Though it might be the neighbors... of closer or more distant proximity... who yet espy me in my robe, out tending the critters.  Yea... it's... a thing here... in my flip-flops... sometimes without socks even at 0 F out there.  I don't go by the dude, but, in that negative way the narrator suggests, I might be referred to as that, behind my back.  Cheers and chuckles anyway!

Later, or good night.