96, in the shade.

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Must be acclimating.  Right after waking, I opened up to check for packages.  Expecting some, dried fruit, for different types of vinegar starts.  They were here, as with a few other items.  But, I wasn't shocked by the heat.  Oh, noticed, but not blasted by it.

Upstairs, near me, was 70!  With one ac and the fan?  Right.  But the door to the downstairs... I left it open.  I had thought that was a failure thing, but I must have gotten that wrong?  I thought I would only be sleeping for a few hours, wanted to only be asleep for a few hours.  So, I was hoping the girls would help wake me up.

As it turns out, neither furry feline nor buzzing clock alarms could wake the sleeping giant.  Down between 06:00 and 07:00, if I can't quite remember exactly when, up at 14:00.  Between getting dressed, getting the packages from the front stoop, putting those up, and getting the machine on and working, it is already 14:37?  Time does fly when the world is a fog.

Two of the razor/toothbrush/etc hole/weights showed today.  I wasn't sure about size, or function.  They are much bigger than they appear on the site.  Not so much as to be a problem.  They seem to work quite well.  I have a razor is one, a toothbrush in the other.  I will use the next one for another razor, and still have more room and clearance where the old stand had been!  I am quite pleased.

Another little thing is a steam channeler, for my instapot.  I have bumped the button release a few times.  And, while I can handle boiling water?  I... don't do well with pressurized steam.  I still have a red mark from that.  This thing only covers the main steam vent, but if set right, it will block an arm from accidently getting to, and releasing, the button quick release.  I can only imagine what that steam would do to a real human!

This front room is pretty warm, 78 to start.  It will get warmer.  The living room is reading 74, if feeling cooler.  And t he kitchen back is probably 72.  Not too terrible, yet.  Especially at 96 outside.  And, this year, it looks like a hot June through August.  But water should hold, unless they dump it to Cali.

Blood sugar was better, this "morning", at 146 fasting.  Still not perfect, but a lot better than in the 200's.  Now to... be very careful with food.  I did try some of the dried fruit, after testing, but three pieces.  I wasn't willing to chance more.  Even that is a bit of a risk.  I'll have a kefir meal shortly, which should help.  Perhaps a fatted, unsweetened, coffee after.  Almost getting used to that latter.  It's a bit flat, but... at least I know it won't blast blood sugar.

Among else, I need to get that new heart medicine, and get that rolling.

Oh, chores, soon.  But I have to wake.  Some days I can hit it, immediately.  Some days I just can't.  I do what I can, sometimes I can push that.  Sometimes... I can't even do the seemingly simple.  Today is a hard day, for no good reason.  Mostly painless, but something, inside, is crippled or crippling.  So, while I wait to unlock?  I pray.  It seems a lessor thing, if I think it is the greater of things.  Amen.

Well... on to waking.  Be well, climate adjusted, and stay kind, sweet, brutal, or whatever else your station demands.  But pray, even while cooking, tending, or killing.  Let God be your guide, man be your brother or sister, and the world be something you live in but not in it's... his... her... service.  Amen, again.