Down very late, up very early.

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Well, considering when I went to bed, the wakeup time was very early.  Down at right around four, up at nine.  A bit before, in both cases, but close enough.  In part because I though I had seen something was to be in today.  Well... it said tomorrow, but... isn't today tomorrow?  Apparently not!

Tomorrow, in this case, means the next tomorrow, or... tomorrow today.  I must have looked after midnight, without taking the new day into account.  So... fine.  I am up.  And, perhaps, can figure out how to get back to waking earlier.  Or... not.  No... it wasn't the alarms.  I turned those off, the last few days.  I couldn't fight through them to wakefulness, so just... let it go.

I thought I heard a big truck out front.  Which... startled me into thinking the item had arrived.  Nope, it was the neighbor, moving gear or doing work, but somewhere out of sight.  Oh well.

My foot hurts terribly.  I think I forgot to take medicine the last few days.  Not that I am holding water.  But it seems as if any time water is allowed to stay, medicine isn't taken, it builds up in that one spot on my big toe.  Back to meds.  I'll see about ordering medicine.  Done.  A lot of them are out of date?  Whatevs.  I know I have been taking them, rather steadily, for the last year.  Some of them are... a full year out of date though.  How is that even possible?  In any case, the ball has started on it's course to the target.

My foot hurts terribly, again.  Can barely walk on it.  Forgot to turn the heat up, first thing.  Was wondering why everything was such a struggle.  Turned the heat up, and am hoping to... get to some things.  Didn't start in the livingroom yesterday, will today.  I want to clear the area where the new tv will go, and the room generally.  I think I can.  I won't be sorting... too much.  Mostly just tossing.

The goal, today, is just get that room ready for the new system, and possibly the computer to be moved in there as well.  Then, today or tomorrow, open up the spare bedroom in order to put the other tv in there.  Quite a bit of work?  Or... not so much, when not sorting, just... tossing, storing, moving?  I'll find out.

Blood sugar is high, again, at 187 fasting?  Getting back on carnivore is proving very difficult.  And, even while getting there, mostly?  Mostly isn't enough.  I'll have to push, and starve if that isn't enough.  I really have to get this back in trim.  I do have steaks thawed.  I'm hoping to get one cooked before too long.  Oh, and a coffee.  Yeah.

Rough day.  But outdoors?  It's 56!  That's crazy.  Was just watching a vid, about a colder Russian year.  And... it is... current, recent.  She was saying they are very warm there, too.  Yes, sure, I'll put it in.

Oh... and as I was finishing, a friend called.  Had heard I had died?  Heard it from another mutual friend?  Crazy.  But... nope.  Still kicking.  I suppose I should kick a bit more.  *grins*  Dead.  Again?  Who, me?  *rictus grins*  No, I... am laughing.  Not at the potential, gravity, or else.  Just at the gall!  *laughs*  A man can dream.  Never mind.  But... yep!  Still alive.  Later.