Kefir than lunch.

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Two cups, maybe nearing three, of kefir.  I miss that stuff when I fall behind for whatever reason.  It isn't just exhaustion, on my side.  It is also the cool, which means kefir doesn't ferment as quickly.  How did it ferment so well in the winter?  I had the windows shut and the furnace to 70~74, depending on the day or moment.  This spring, since I opened up the house, it is running from 62 to 66.  Suboptimal.

Still, I got some today, and will get more tomorrow.  And through the week.  Outside, last I checked, was just up to 66.  Which is what this front room is.  But, the rest of house is cooler, more like 62 to 64.  I like it.  I do.  But it breaks my balls.  I can't do much, get to things, stay awake well, or else, with it being this cool.

A shower, shortly.  That might help.  But after digesting food.

Finishing fatted coffee.  Then I'll hit the vinegar tonic.  After the latter, I'll set a timer for two hours and check blood sugar.  What for the meal?  About six ounces of roast and about that much to ten ounces, of spaghetti squash with butter.  Butter!  Not bad.  Not fantastic, but not bad.  Tomorrow I am thinking a couple of smash burger patties, three?  With cheese slices... munster.  With mayo, mustard, and?  Fresh onion slices and a few gherkin pickles.  I... like thinking about food.

If I am eat more, today, I may have three eggs, easy over.  Medium over?  Medium, or a bit more.  I won't have anything to soak up the yolks, so less yoke makes easier eating.

Still, it's a good day.  Weight is down, blood sugar is on it's way back down.  Sleep sucks, and it's dithering between too cold and too hot.  Bleh.  Always something, if two out of three isn't bad.