Oh, that roast!

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Sure, I've cooked roasts.  But, I have never done it this way.  Browned, and in a dutch oven.  Closed, for the first hour and an half.  After checking it, then thinking about it, I decided to open it up just a crack.  No, it isn't fork tender.  That'll take a bit longer.  I have the timer set for an hour.  Might taken anouther half hour, hour, after that?  I'll find out.  Just water, browning, the roast, heat, and time.  The smells coming out of there!

Just gaming, for now.  Hoping to get to some work?  So tired, sore, achy.  But... I'll... keep looking for the opportunity.  It'll come.  Or I'll make it.  You can't live right this close to death and just... always get to do work, or even play.  It just... I get to do what I can do, which isn't much.  There is a grace to it.  But there is... a difficulty too.  Dying, for decades.  I really am... talented.

Blood sugar was down to 170, fasting.  Slowly dropping again.  Now, it's 144, with water and coffee.  Not a fast drop.  And, should my mother send the goodies, despite us not talking anymore, that'll throw it.  I'll... try to eat it in a hurry!  :p  Oh, yes.  And, not really.  I need to savor that stuff.  And, sometimes, it is so rich it isn't possible to feast on it.  It... takes time.  And I will take my time.  To some degree.

I did take "morning" pills, when I woke.  And am hoping to remember to get evening pills.  I'll keep trying.

The progressive glasses are really working out.  The eye doc sent eye drops, for my eyes were horribly dry.  But, between going carnivore (mostly) and the progressive lenses?  My dry eyes have cleared up.  I was putting a huge strain on my eyes by trying to use distant lenses for close and even medium distances.  The computer, tv for the console, all day?  No, I'm used to those things.  Well, and I am sleeping better.  So, yeah.  God... takes care of even fools, with the help of some docs, in spite of them and us?  :p  Yes!

I thought about ordering it.  But at $28 a pound?  F' that.  I thought about making it myself, but I can't get to a simple appointment, how am I going to make it?  Ugh.  And, the things I have found in town?  Not... quality.  They are just expensive commercial.  You aren't getting better quality, just more expensive.  And taste?  Most of them might as well just use the storebought premade cookie dough, if... they aren't.  Charging as if they were doing it with good ingredients, from scratch, but aren't.  Ugh.  I... quit.

Well, back on to gaming.  The thing is, my stomach is about eating itself, with the smells wafting from the kitchen, and I have at least an hour, maybe two, to go!  Ugh.  Double ugh!  Suffering.  Hmm... okay.  But there is a payoff, so it's all good.  Later.