It's going.

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Dishes are getting a rinsing soak, save for the frying pans.  Only using one, but both have been dried and set for use... one in use.  Frying bacon cubes and now onions in with that.  Sure smells good, even just as is.  I am thinking about adding fresh veggies, too.  But I think that would just be too much.  The oven is turned on, heating up, and should be ready right in time.

I also thought about frying the veggies that I am using, in with the bacon and onions.  And... I may.  Just adding a very slight bit of color, and absorbing flavor.  Peas and beans, anyway.  I think I'll skip adding the spinach.  But that should be very well drained by now?  I'll check it, and work it a bit more, each time I stir the frying foods.

I may be at an end though.  I have done what I can.

I have hopes for tomorrow, and Sunday.  But, perhaps not as much as I had hoped.  Not everything I had planned for today, obviously, will be done.  And, it may not carry over until tomorrow.  Still, it's been a good day.  And, even then, it isn't necessarily completely over.  I may be yet able to put up the dried dishes, and dry and set out what is left.  As well, I may roast the chuck roast yet tonight.

I was a bit worried, so had some food for a snack... with blood sugar going down.  And, I have a bit of a headache, possibly from the quick drop in blood sugar, though maybe for the warmed temps.  It got pretty warm, 78 here by the machine.  Which... isn't horrible.  but compared to 64 most days until just today and yesterday?  Something like that... yes, it gets to me.

Blood sugar, just now, was 105.  So... I am good with that.  No need for fast acting insulin tonight, but I do have to hit the slow acting.  I am using that as my primary, trying to get it to do most of the heavy lifting.  And... it... might be doing it.  

I may even try to work with the tarp yet tonight.  Maybe.  Still, I'd like to be in bed by 20:00, if I'm not sure that is possible.  It will more likely be between 22:30 and midnight, if I get the roast going, get to dishes, and play with the tarp.  Ugh.  We will see.  Later.

A freak, even to freaks.  But... such is life.