Up so early.

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Well, it seems so.  Down a bit after fourteen hundred, up at twenty three hundred.  I guess that is nine hours down.  It just seems... short... because I am waking so late?  Early?  I feel like I am waking at the wrong time.  Time shifting stinks.  To be regular is a good thing.

Sassy was fed right away.  Blood sugar was tested, and is 145 fasting.  Coming back down, but... annoying.  No more allulose.  Cream, yes, sweetener of any kind, no.  I'll use the allulose when eating with other things that might be questionable.  It actually can help then.  No guarantee, but it's... possible... to fill the insulin manufacturing input slots when eating things with more or faster carbs.  It just... no sweetener seems to work as a daily driver.

My weekly, and biweekly average is 124, even through all the noodling up and down.  According to one chart, that puts the a1c at around, if not less than, 6.  That's... doable.  If I'd still like it to go lower.  Get it to 5, and keep it in that range.  That would be about a 97 average blood sugar... all give or take a bit.  We'll see.  Back to just straight coffee and cream, and meat.  Especially now that the griddle is back in operation.  Best get more propane though.  Ugh.  I never filled the extra extra, and just used the second.  So no spare for the moment.  Shouldn't need it too soon, though.  But... best to get it, next month, before I forget it.

I got to the dishes, first thing.  Putting most away.  Just three big jars, out.  I think I'll replace my water jugs with those, and put the water jugs in for a cleaning.  Those should be really easy to clean.  Lids... I just need lids.  I thought I had a thousand lids, but never enough!  Someone still comes into the house, but they don't steal, or as much.  Getting on the computer?  I just don't know.  Doing weird shit.  They always know when I am gone, from a single source.

Anyway...  Brought more dark clothing down, may have enough for a load.  And, if I put my pants in, that I have only worn a few times, that might make enough for synthetics.  It's an... industrial work pant, with warm lining for winter.  Anyway... yea, I might be able to get two more loads going.  But, first, I want to get the space heater working upstairs, heat that place a bit, work on the laundry up there, THEN get to the laundry down here.  Which means, that might not happen until tomorrow.  But... work will be going on.  Priorties, angling from one thing to the next, trying to get things done rightly.  Though I may dry the towels, whites, to warm them.  Then fold them and put those up.  That I could do.  Be ready for a solid run through the next few days.

Caring for my glasses.  Not just rough and tumbling them, like the old ones.  Those are still in pretty good shape, though, honestly.  But, I am taking extra good care of the new ones.  I would like to review some better daily driver cases.  And, put the ones I'm not using up, somewhere safe, somewhere I won't forget... maybe somewhere they will be uncovered from time to time, like the towel drawer in the bathroom?  Perfect.

On... to the day.  A bit of reviewing what folks are thinking, writing, doing.  This, that, and the other thing.  Ugh.  Life comes at one fast, at times.  Not sure I am ready, but trying to get readier.  God gave us some powerful gifts, a beautiful world, some wonderful people, and a chance.  Well, and life itself.  It might hurt, but that was sort of... on us.  Yes, it was.  Good evening, morning, night, or whatnot.  Whatever fits your schism.  :p  Later.