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I had hoped to get to bed by, say, 20:00, maybe 20:30. It wasn't until between 22:30 and 23:00 when I went in and down. But down hard and fast. No shower, couldn't. I was doing good, at that point, to crab-shuffle up the stairs to get to bed. I looked at the time but just know (believe) it was before 23:00 by a bit. And 74 degrees? I think so.
It was 74, up near me, when I woke up. I slept, and slept, and... slept. Keep thinking the alarm should go off and disturb my sleep Zen. But, no. It didn't. Had I set it? I think I checked, and rechecked. Both were set. But I don't remember being able to see the time. I was... tired. Confused a bit. A good run of work, lately.
Finally, I had had enough sleep. So I began rolling out, alarm or not. Something like 07:15? Or so. At least I didn't have to fight to wake today, or struggle with the alarm(s) or their snoozes. Nice, really. I hate alarm clocks, save that they can help at times.
It is 66 in the main, still 68 up front here? Odd, but okay. And it was 50 outside when I looked. I had to move one the fans I have going, in the kitchen, due to rearranging things and having no place where it had been. For now. I think that is changing how... things cool down here. It is amazing what a small thing, like moving a fan a few feet, can make. Either that or this front room is beginning to act more like a solarium again, collecting heat. But... no, I think it was the fan being moved. The solarium thing would have happened before otherwise.
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Blood sugar is 111 this morning. Pretty good. Getting closer to... good, healthy. I haven't been eating much. Mostly fatted coffee for calories the last few days. My stools are loose, but heavy. No bobbing, no floating, they sink and stay down. some just slide through without being flushed? I think so. Too much information, but it's... a gauge for a carnivore. It's, I think, a step on the path.
The other blood sugar numbers are finally coming in line, and definitely trending down, again. With weekly, biweekly, and monthly averages being 135, 156, and 194 respectively. Very good, all that I could ask for, given the givens. And, I think, mostly, I am... back on carnivore. I just have to be careful when going into town. I wonder if loading up on water, and taking extra water to boot, would be enough to stave off the craving monster?
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Today? I'm not sure. Pretty sore, stiff. And, really, I am pretty good on things. Cleaning would be nice. Maybe sweeping and mopping in the kitchen, and this front room? Work on the kitchen table? Perhaps moving some of the kitchen carts to the master bedroom to begin in on that back area? A bit more work in the living room, sorting, storing, and vacuuming under the last pieces of furniture to be cleared, cleaned, moved, and returned after being sorted? Any of those would be good. All would be better, if I have my doubts. I need a shower as soon as I can get to my feet. Having a fatted coffee, which should be about ready.
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Coming downstairs this morning, I saw that Sassy had upchucked. Annoyed, but... cats... it's... what they do. I fumed and fussed, not at her. A bit at the idea, a bit at a feeling of helplessness. Then... I grabbed a few groups of several paper towels, the lysol spray, and got to it. Not waiting for it to dry, as Desert Cat advised, but just going at it as my mother recommended. Gee that was easy. Never mind. Cleaned, sprayed, and done.
She does that, sometimes, just to wake me. But, with the fans in the summer, I can't hear her gagging. And, it's why she only gets to sleep upstairs a few times a week. Which usually keeps her from doing that when she gets to sleep with me. If I hear her, while up there, I chase her downstairs. Then don't let her sleep up there for a few days to a week. Bah! Stupid cats.
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Though, after coffee, and a bit of waking, I'll get a shower and change of clothes. I won't be moving fast. My right foot is a bit sore. The rest of my body is a bit stiff. So it won't be fast or heavy. Still, I should be able to get just a bit more today, and probably tomorrow as well. Later.
Very good to see you being happily productive. Almost inspires me to attack my computer room...almost. Need to empty and reload my dishwasher soon.
ReplyDeletePets, spent the evening/ night of the 4th laying under my wife's desk with our 2 Huskies. (Everyone else at lake cabin)Keeping the dogs calm(er?)... my pack, for what it's worth. They wandered away sometime, first Sasha then later Balto left (outside? they have doggie doors) Went down here to the computer, and woke up 0900?? sitting here blank screen timed out.
Got home this morning to 82 down 84 up (right at setpoint) opened both upstairs bathrooms windows to burp some heat, was still 92 at 2145 is why I didn't open up going to work.(dead calm now no breeze...no good)
Your weather reminds me so much of Iowa. I'll bet you have high humidity too. Back then, on a standard diet, that absolutely killed me. I'm sort of surprised it didn't actually kill me. And skin rashes... terribly bad.
ReplyDeleteIt gets hot here, but without the humidity, it's a whole different world. And, at altitude? It's just... different. Now that I can handle heat? It's getting easier.
What makes me laugh, though, if sort of cry too? Is that, as I finally learn to tolerate heat? I figured out how to keep my home cool! Windows open, 9:40 July 7th, and it's 70 in my hottest room, the front room, with all the windows open, and kept open for fresh air day and night? No wind, nothing. And it gets well into the 80s and 90s (if a cooler summer this year, generally).
Cats, dogs, all packs... do that. Of course, if they never left? Or you didn't? Wouldn't have time to work up missing each other? :p A nice little funny to work around your woman, too. She won't like it, but what DO they like? She'll get over it, and eventually use it at you. It's how they, do, too. Another part of the pack thing. :p
Funny? Everything is a gas, a Comedian would know. Laugh or cry, it's... the two choices when madness is understood, and life is madness, of a sort, quite often.
Reminds me... one of my tasks yet is to clear this desk, and the other one near. I might do that right now, just to spite you? Encourage you? What a gas!
I have some steak thawed, just not quite ready to eat. Be well, and enjoy your day down, or get to the room. Hmm, though, if I do this desk, I may end up taking a nap... on the recently opened couch.
Oh this Definitely is Not Iowa... though Iowegia' is on my short list. Nope, the morning fog is costal N.pac. Central valley Hot & Dry... I don't like it here... the things we do for "love". The fact I have 3 (as good as can be expected from that gen) kids that are taking it to the world... Is probably the only thing keeping me from further self-destruction, for a life that didn't pan out the way I dreamed. "What if this is as good as it gets?"
ReplyDeleteWhat do they want??? Right now if aliens landed and asked me... '
"The narcassistic creatures of the female type want a mate just like them in thought and deed, yet in a male body, they like the idea of us being strong males, yet it terrifies them. Our logic and thought process are alien to their emotional nature (as theirs' befuddle our task oriented process.)
Off to sink some Warships, actually got back into playing, recently after a 200+++ day absence. Hard core clanmembers stuck around, others, notsomuch. (you have an open invite to BB-57 clan, should you like)
"What if this is as good as it gets?" If there is a man who hasn't asked that question, he is either sadder, ignorant of his world, or just hasn't quite got there yet. I don't think the good die young, but the ignorant do. I've finally decided that isn't the way.
ReplyDeleteWell, then there is God. He promised obedient good women in every corner of the earth, then made the world round. And... laughed, and laughed, and laughed... To this day.
Ah? A computer game? My computer wouldn't support it. I'm... doing good to support blogging, email, and some y.t. watching. It's... ten years old? Or so. Wasn't high end even then, or close. Ever heard of something tripping on it's own dick? Well, I don't think this one even has a dick. Though... it might argue... something about the user? Definitely a female computer. :p