.
Down around 15:30... possibly out to 16:00? Right in there. Went down pretty fast. Slept well, warm. It is 64 up there? Really warming. Even so, I needed the blankets. I think, when I wear myself out, I sleep cold. Especially day after day, and for weeks now. I sleep cold because I go down hard. All good, I'll take that any day.
Blood sugar is higher, again, this morning. Running at 143. Stupid blood sugar. Not sure what the problem is. Not enough food it? Maybe. You can go without, and you can live on very little. But you really need a certain amount of nutrition. Call it seed corn for weight loss and blood sugar management. There is a fee. Sure, you can live extended times without. And I support fasting... real fasting, as in nothing for a day, days, even a week... more if you can. I have steaks thawed. I'll... get one going today. The new york strip, I think.
Today? I'd like to get the dishes from the kitchen table in. After another shower. As well, as suggested, maybe a load or two of laundry. Mostly things to be hung. Though towels and any remaining bedding would be good. More work on the kitchen table, and surrounds. And vacuuming the master bedroom. Keep it clean, short, and direct. Try not to swerve into other tasks. I need a bit of a break. But I don't want to just stop, either. Oh, and I'd like to clean out the pump sprayer, and find or buy insecticide. Then get that going today if I can find stuff. Or... figure out how to get some in. Those box elder beetles are a total pain. Some stuff works okay.
After fatted coffee, and some gaming, I'll have electrolytes in my water. Game for a bit. Then shower. If it's warm enough out there, or not really, today might be the day for me to take a walk when the sun comes up, then after rush hour. Too dangerous out there when it's busy. Especially for some people. Won't be doing it for exercise. Housework is that. Will be doing it for fresh air and sunshine... to attempt to get dosed so as to bring days and night back around more rightly. Look, I might not be able to do it, or for long. I am a dreaded vampire... just... a daylight tolerant one. But I try.
Still pleased with what is happening, being done, how it is looking. Each day it is looking more like a different place. As if I moved, or someone else cleaned through the night while I slept. I see it, while I am doing it. And through the day. But not until the next day does it really register. Or even several days or a week later. I so very much like it. Not sure how I am doing it, but that's okay. I don't need to know how the dead can be raised. Only that it seems to happen. Or have happened.
On to some gaming, to wake. Well, after a bit of internet browsing. To see if any midget foreign dictator has been deposed, or politicians or bureaucrats been at least arrested, and such. Doubtful. I think he is still trying to play nice. I say, old boy, quit playing with the cobra. Sure, it looks cool. But all it has to do is bite you once. You should be beyond ego at this point. Cut the damned things head off and be done with it. Still, it's your game, president Trump. Just, understand, Americans need you to win. It's you or no one, and if you are dead, it will be no one. They'll all find... other things to do. Like enriching their cronies.
Later.
Damn days off... slept the clock around again, more than 12 hrs. Pillows and bedding everywhere, body sore as hell (don't know who I fought or phuqued, all I know is I'm not enjoying the aftermath).
ReplyDeleteI'm afraid to see if the ribeyes in the fridge are still good, been quite a few days and they are large enough I get a couple meals out, so don't cook everyday. Eh, nobody else is touching them, I can't be expected to eat everything no-one else wants. If thy're are bad... the one I had sure was expensive... Not hungry right now anyway...
We must be in the same club. My bedding looks like I got stomped, then a tornado hit. Slept like a baby, myself, though. Don't remember a single thing. Started waking at 23:00, then stayed down until midnight thirty or so. Eased to a wakeup.
ReplyDeleteNow, my soreness and such? I think it may be from work. But I have had it from sleep before. Women, war, fighting demons, other devils. And, yes, that can wear me out too.
So... all good. A few painpills, some food, and... whatnot. I hate when steaks go bad. But it happens. Reminds me. Not quite ready to eat, myself. But would like to put some salt and pepper on the new york strip (prime, so they say). And let it come to room temp, and soak in the salt and circulate else flavorful.
Going to grill it, but using a cast iron skillet between the fire and meat. It just burns, almost no matter how else I do it, unless I sit on it. And, then, it doesn't get quite done enough before burning. I like just a bit of doneness on each side, and eighth to quarter inch. Though I may open flame work with some of the fat. That I like just a tad extra heated. Not burned, but... crisped, just a bit.
Good luck with food, and sorting life. Crazy how fast it comes at a guy. Even when he is sleeping! Bah! Wouldn't have it any other way. Epic!