Wonderabulous!

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Or, OUCH!  Remember the one, about the blond.  Goes in to the doc.  He asks where it hurts.  She says everywhere.  He asks her to show him.  So, she taps on her hip.  It hurts here.  Taps on her nose, says that hurts too.  Taps on her knee, her belly, and even her boob.  It hurts EVERYWHERE.  The doc just tells her she broke her finger, and that should be an easy fix?

Well... it actually hurts EVERYWHERE!  No broken finger, for good or ill.  I pushed, yesterday.  Did well, but... ripped and tore, until it was done.  And it got done.  My forward thigh muscles, biceps, forearm main muscles, love handle areas on both sides, lower and mid back, all ache.  On the good side, they ache in the right way... as if they have been used, stressed a bit, and things tore just a mite.  It is what I aimed for when I used to aim at such things.  These days, I am merely hurting things by just trying to... live.  Meh.  

It is what it is.  I thanked God, before it was hurting, but certainly after.  And, I offered anything that might have been considered good, for His glory, not mine.  It seems strange, but there... isn't any other way.  What is of good is from Him, not from us.  Not even the best of us, save one.  Woman!  :)  That... at times... as all men know even at our lower levels... must have been frustrating.  Remember, He really didn't want to do the water to wine thing.  But... woman, mother, all but insisted.  *grins*  Just... adding evidence to my argument(s).  And a bit of humor, if you are up for it.

Awake and 6:46, at 66 near me, 64 in the main of the upstairs.  No fans.  I am running a fan in the afternoon, down here, if it is hot.  But other than that, no more fans.  It is 67/68/68 down here, or was.  And is down to 41 outside.  So the report of it dropping to the mid 50s was either not for here, or terribly wrong.  Though Logan sits on the bank of the Wasatch Front, so absorbs all the heat of all the day, and on a hot day, on top of that, being a denser nearly urban area, it may be warmer.  But that wouldn't change the night temps all that much of cold moves in.  So... that must have been SLC, or, and again, plainly wrong.

I don't think I took insulin last night, so got it in this morning.  I may or may not have missed medicine, pills, too.  I just can't be sure.  Well, one dose.  Since I think I did, I tool a dose last night, as I was going to bed.  If possible, I'll make it up today.

Today?  A lighter day.  I'd like to get dishes going, clear the freezertop, pull anything that might be left... meats to thaw.  Finish the dishes.  Get a shower, just the body.  I already made the bed.  And, maybe fuss around getting the sewing center into some kind of functioning form.  Everything is in, to set up the tables and cover them well.  And I still need to clear the other tables, and organize a bit better.  Oh, and I could do some work work on the kitchen table.  Perhaps get more downstairs, and figure out where to store things which aren't going down.  I have a stack of keto foods which just... they are for short term, usage, portion of the pantry, but I don't have an easy place for them.  Going to have to... organize.  Bleh.

Oh, not all of that.  Too much for even a week.  But... things from the list to draw from.  And, as I can.  I burned it yesterday, can only cook off the coals today.  Probably tomorrow.  Then, maybe, I can hit it again.  Ugh.  But there is the outside, weed whipping and tree limb working, plus some work in the Xterra.  Bleh.  But... if I can, where I can, I will.  Later.