A bit more to eat.

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I checked the drain and the drain mechanism.  So far so good, with both.

I decided to have more food.  Carb tabs are okay, but they aren't really filling.  I could have had more food, right then, but I was feeling so bad that I decided the carb tabs would be quicker.  And it need to be faster.  I couldn't think through it, anyway, either.  Both, if with a small dose of insulin.  Risky?  Everything I do is a guess.

The girls are having a good night.  I'll feed them, again, shortly.  Treats, attention, food, fresh water.  They are kept fairly well.  I fall down for them regarding litter, more than anything.  But even that is only occasional, if more often in the last few weeks than usual.

I really need to clean.  But getting to it is a bear.  Chores aren't much, but they are enough.  And, in the cold, it gets to me.  Although the heat might ruin me too.  Bleh.  I'll keep trying.  We'll see.  Oh, and not quite yet, but perhaps Monday?  No, that's a holiday.  

Let us say, Tuesday or Wednesday, I will drill holes and put the eye bolts into the pole set up for the hammock.  And get the hammock, tarp, and maybe some other gear ready to put up.  I'd like to get it set up for quick deployment and take down, so that if I want, I can bring it all in quickly.  Not sure if the ducks, or other critters, will try to get on or in it, as a roost, or whatnot.  But there are other problems.  Still, on hot nights inside, it might be cool enough outside to get a good sleep.  And the sun is a heck of an alarm clock.  Heck, Sam might even join me out there.

Hmm... a bit more time up, then I'll get on to sleep.  Later, or more likely, good night.  Sleep well, dream well, and if you die, die well.  Amen.