Chores, finally.

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I have been thinking on chores since around 08:00.  It is 11:45 and I just finished them.  Then again, I only needed to change two waterers, and add food to a few feeders.  I topped all the feeders off, for no other reason than it seemed prudent.  Ducks get feed about every other day.  Not that I begrudge them.  But if they still have feed in their feeders, I don't add extra.  They are rather good at foraging.  Feed is more needed in the winter.

I had to refill waterers before I could get to them.  Which, oddly, was the hold up.  It is cool.  The thermometer, outdoors, reads 46~48 F.  But it isn't as warm as that might make it seem.  There is a hefty breeze to middling wind, plus a dampness to the air flow which makes it seem much cooler.

Still, done.  I keep thinking of work, and failing.  I can't even get to my game.  I... want to... work... play.  I just can't focus.

I am back down to two water pills.  I can more easily tell by seeing how many potassium pills are set to be used.  If only two, that tells me how many water pills.  While I have, and do, miss, I am doing exceptionally well given my state at the moment.  So very tired, confused, pained, and not with it.

I am having trouble with blood sugar.  I can, do, get my daytime... after meal... blood sugar to about ~130.  But fasting blood sugar is staying around 250.  I thought it might be the artificial sweetener being difficult.  But I cut that for a few days.  Nope.  I... think it is the pork link sausages.  They must stuff it with sugar.  I will finish them off, but never buy that brand again.  

I had been coming down, between keto and insulin.  Then I started that, and... here I am.  If I could figure out a shower, and shopping, I might well dump the last of the sausages... buying bacon and clean sausages or just ground pork.  I wouldn't mind ground chicken, if I could find it.  Try that mixed with the pork, seasoned by me.  Yea, I... can do well... when... I can do.

A bit achy, tired, as I near bedtime.  I am still hoping to stay awake a few more hours.  Which means there is a chance I could hit the dishes, maybe at least sort some laundry, and take a shower.  I need a shower... ugh.  Need.  Want too, but need.  I've been... down... just sitting... for too long.  I hate this phase of things, no matter the cause.

Later.  Or good night, and day.