Something is just off, rough.

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I turned the ac off, as I went to bed.  Upstairs and down.  Even the fans were turned off most places, except upstairs.  It was 75 when I woke up, upstairs, and down.  If 77 up front here.  Still, that is comfortable enough.  I turned the ac on upstairs.  And may, in time, turn the ac on down here.

Feeling just a bit ill, and still tired.  Even so, I wanted to wake up for a while.  To post a blog, see who else has posted whatever it is they might.  See about the few news sites I offer some very limited credence.  None of them are good with details, but sometimes they can put out the more simple, basic, idea of what is happening here or there.

Sassy will get fed shortly.  She received fresh water earlier, and I sorted her litter box.  May check that again anyway.  Her water will do until tomorrow evening.  She is drinking more, so I am changing that every other day, sometimes more often if she drinks to the half mark.  If you think human types do backspit, cats (and dogs) do worse.  No fault of their own, they simply don't have a method otherwise.  I try to keep her in good water.

Blood sugar is 125 second fasting?  Or so.  Would sure like it to be lower.  I really don't think diabetes is what they say.  There is just something... odd about it.  It doesn't work like they like to say it does.  Still, that is far better the the low to mid two hundreds, and far better than well over the low to mid six hundreds (or higher, as that is the limit of my glucometer).  And, yes, I have had it that high for many months, even years, at a time.

Just water so far.  And, probably, that is all I will have.  Maybe another, in time.

I just don't understand why I am so off.  Pushed a bit much?  Got hot?  Then keeping it cool, maybe too cool?  I don't know for absolutely certain.  Only that I am just bumbling through.  I will try to stay awake until, say, 17:00 to 19:30?  Some time in there.  Then crash again.

Still amazed that it was 95 out there, when I checked after waking at 15:30.  And was just 75 upstairs (near where I sleep, so more like 73 in the main up there), and just 77 up front here.  No fans down here, no ac anywhere.  And right through the hottest part of the day.  Though, I think when it hit 75 near me, that woke me up.  Which... is part of the reason I did that.  I wanted it to wake me up, and get an idea of what my new(er?) wake trigger point might be.

Plus, I wanted to be awake for a good part of the afternoon.  I have things to do, and want to time them.  And, maybe, begin changing my mornings, days, sleep cycles, back to an earlier morning wake schedule.  Some think they would love to be able to sleep whenever.  I assure you, if you have no way to control it, you would hate it.  If I could do regular days and nights, and work more... even a few hours every day, I might enjoy it more.  

As is, I sleep when I crash, often.  Crashing in hours or sometimes days if I can't sleep.  And work is a rare thing.  I thought I had made it, back to better function.  And I did, for a while.  Gone.  Summer burned that away.  Even if I can keep it cooler, the difference between inside and out does still get to me.  Slowly burying me in the summer oppression.  Deep winter does it too.

However, I think spring and fall may be much more open to me.  When it is moderate inside and out, I have some chance to push through.  Though, I will still try to push through, when I can, even in the heat (or cool of the ac's and fans).  Ugh.  Will try.

So far I have kept up with appointments and meetings.  I have been doing shopping, if I am needing to get out again.  Coffee, steaks, and burger if I can get to them, afford them.  I would like to try bacon again.  But I need to find small packs of quality bacon... without sugar, without so much salt, and without every chemical unknown to man.  Just... bacon.  They may not even make it these days.  I haven't been able to handle bacon.  Am wanting to find a tolerable brand, in small amounts, and give it another go.  Just eating one or two pieces at a time.  Bitters may help me tolerate the fats.  Or... maybe... I just can't do bacon on carnivore.  Maybe pork is too... highly processed these days, oddly raised, questionably butchered, and else?  It certainly isn't the bacon I ate growing up.

Later.