Not much.

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Someone suggested food.  I... have those things.  I think.  Might get to it.  Hungry, and yet not?  Rain, sometimes extremely heavy.  The last few days, even weeks, off and on.  Though good.  The dam is full.  And there is still snowpack to be delivered through the spring.  The trick it to have it going out, being used, before it all melts?  Or stops raining.  But... has to stop raining or the crops can't go in.  Tricks and traps.

Cool, too.  It was 34 midmorning.  Still is 34.  Just above freezing and wet as can be.  So just about as cold as the temperature allows.  Still, it's got that spring feel to it.

Blood sugar is 107.  I'll take that.  Down from 150 fasting?  I don't get that, nor that much of a drop.  But I'll take it.  Down forty three points, after fatted coffee and four boiled eggs.  Ah, I was setting tea up.  I have the tea ready, just keep forgetting to get to the water when it is hot.  I'll do that.  Whether I eat something else or not, though, I can't say.

Oh, can't find my wallet!  I've been looking for a day or two now.  Did I hide it somewhere, or did it drop out of a pocket somewhere?  In the house, outside?  Very worried.  I need the stupid thing.  I guess I keep looking.

Well, on to tea.  Possibly food.  Later.