Awake and well.

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Down... after 13:00, before 15:00, and I'm guessing the earlier side of that... say 13:30?  Just couldn't keep my eyes open any longer.  Then the body tried to wake around 18:30 or so, 18:00 even nearly.  I had to fight for those last few hours of sleep.  Need them?  Not... by sense?  But by some form of propriety, yes.  Yes, I want at least six hours down, more if possible.  I like eight hours, even if I hate sleeping.  Seems such a waste.  But... not liking something, doesn't mean I don't see the need for it.  Wisdom... dictates that I sleep, try to sleep, a certain amount.  It's wakefulness that I... lose control regarding.

Trying to ease back into days and nights, as a sleep schedule.  Struggling a bit.  And the weather is changing.  But with the house secured, and a few tricks learned and implemented, it's... staying much more moderate.  As well, dressing more warmly, but not in extremes, yet.  We'll see what fall and winter are like.

Food today?  I have burger, to fry.  Could make a keto rice beef stew?  Or even just add that in with the burger as I fry it.  Nothing fancy, but it's... something.  Or I'll go without, eat tomorrow?  Dunno, thinking on it.  I don't need food.  That chicken stew is gone, but lasted three or four meals, depending on if two of those, which were closer together, would be considered one meal or two.  Man, I really liked that chicken soup.  And really enjoyed the parts whole, before I got to that.  And so easy.

OH!  I may do something with cabbage.  I bought one.  I'll see if it is still good.  Steamed, with butter, salt, and pepper.  Wedges of them at a time?  Nice.  Yes, maybe.  That sounds good.  I used to hate cabbage.  It was the first food I fought to add to my repertoire, menu, dining option.  It took years.  Now, when I find a (good food only) that I don't like, say salmon, I can usually adapt it in in a few months to a year, if I can find a good affordable source, and practice with it.

Why do that?  Survivability, adaptability, greater variety, things like that.  Well, and it's humbling.  Humility is one of my greatest struggles.  Oh, God helps, when He thinks about it (not a knock), and I try.  Well, and the world around me kicks me when I'm down, afraid to do it when I'm standing.  But... I'm... still not good at it.  Working on it.  Even if I don't care for your back stabbing, kicking me when I'm down, and general hatred, I do appreciate your actions.  They... help me in ways you... wouldn't want.  *grins*  Really, keep it up.  It's doing me great service.  You... not so much.  But, you do you.

  Blood sugar is 120, coming down.  Weight is 215, but again, it's water.  I'm just holding it like crazy, and drinking like crazy.  I used electrolytes yesterday, didn't matter.  I just drank, and drank, and drank.  My tricks aren't working.  Not sure why.  I'll keep at it.

On to the day.  Good evening, night, and day.