Now that's a trick.

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Visitors visited, and helped.  The water heater is down the steps.  There is a sump pump down there, if I'm not yet sure it works.  I've been pushing too hard just to open the path.  Which I did, or... well enough.  As well, I did task them to remove the air conditioner.  I... had been putting it up and taking it down, solo, for years.  But, then, one year, I just didn't have the strength.  So, it sat, in the sill.  Now I can open and close that window for various reasons.

Grateful.  Not much I could offer but thanks.  I did offer what services I may provide.  But what, even, does God want with a dead dog?  Men?  Less so.  Still, the offer stands.  And... I will do what I may.  As any day, or task, or opportunity may be done.  In it's time.  Amen.

Blood sugar is high, but then I have been doing what it takes to do what it takes, today.  Which means poor diet.  Still, the weekly average, if it has gone up, is still 122.  And, I think I will get that back in check very quickly, if a bit cautiously.  However?  BP?  It is 117/68, with a pulse of 79?  That is my first test, after my first full week, for sure, without missing a dose or a time/slot dose even!  After being off it, almost certainly, for two to four days.  I'll take that, and gladly.  Come to think of it, when bp comes into trim, for a bit, no matter what else, blood sugar usually goes up.  It's... just a Doom thing?  Or is that typical for others?  It is standard for me.

Chores were started.  Ducks got fed and watered.  Now to check the rabbits.  Had to take a bit of a break.  I've been working hard at working hard, if to do so very little, these last few days.  I think I broke a ball.  Meh.  I've had worse.  I'll get the rabbit hoppers in just a few.  Need to sit, rest, get air.

Oh, but cuppa.  A cup of tea, that is.  Darjeeling, brewed at 175, for two minutes.  And boy is it good.  No bitters.  Smooth, hints of... many things.  No matter what they say, open your mind when sipping it.  It becomes like looking at clouds.  What you see, or in this case taste, is almost a fiction, but not quite.  Almost a hint of almond, or flowers of some sort.  Even a dalliance of honey, even oak?  Maybe.  There is something nice in there, but identifying it, before it is gone, is... a bit of a trick.  One I enjoy playing, trying.

So very tired.  I may sleep a very long time, when I can finish chores, then settle down, then fall.  So tired, exhausted, but not yet sleepy.  Ugh.

It looks like I wrote the wrong thing somewhere.  Google tried to force me to give them personal data.  Nope.  Then they unlogged me from my accounts, forcing me to sign back in (to one of them, the other autoinitiated?).  China's credit scoring scheme, through the eyes of goog, oppressing Americans, in America.  You better believe it.  Funny thing, they don't monkeys anymore than I do.  Probably less.  What do you think planned parenthood is about?  It's about monkeys, well, and poor, stupid, drug addled women of all stripes.  Anyway, I've really done it!  Ha!  Too bad, so sad.  At least China knows how to deal with them, of all stripes.  And does.  Boo hoo, goog.  Hope the truth hurts.  *wink*

Anyway... so be it.  I've got real things to consider and manage.  Cheers.  And... later, or more likely good night.