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Twelve hours of sleep, and had to force getting out of bed even then.  No sun.  Overcast and 63 outside, at 15:30?  June 5th?  Crazy.  But, there it is.  A great day for sleeping, mind you.  If... one wanted to sleep.  If one, or this one, wants up?  I had to make a break for it.

Steps, first thing.  Just... four sets.  Five is a bit much, six is way out.  Four has me nicely tired and my muscles at a minor burn.  Oh, and my ankles become slightly numb.  So... that... probably means something.  The goal, at least three sets during the day... three sets of four.  When I can do that without the rails, I will begin adding sets.  Actually, before then.  Even if it feels too tight, I'll add more weekly.  All... goals.  Who knows if they can be obtained, maintained through time.  But... there it is.

Sassy was fed first thing.  Chores soon.  Will clear her litter, and actually clear and replace it for the month.  But, this time, add in a third place for her to go.  Having three makes it really easy to keep up.  And, should I slip just a bit, it gives her options right there.

Blood sugar was 150?  I think, because my sleep is so off, again, it... will be irregular.  What it takes to keep my health in balance is beyond my capacity.  Then again, it seems to be beyond medicine, too.  When, that is, I can take it.  So, a fatted coffee and a light dose of fast acting insulin.  Well, and pills.  I forgot last night's meds, so will try to catch those up today.  I was sure I took them.  Bleh.

Trash, and recycling, out today.  This time I will try to get boxes out as well.  Whatever I can fit in.  Not sure there is all that much out, or to go out, but boxes... even broken down and mashed as possible, take up a lot of space.  Still, what I can get out will go out.

That, a trim, and shower, plus food... and stair sets... will be today.  At best.  Possibly little more, but more by incident than purpose.  Later.