Pretty good.

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A shower.  Laundry started.  Water fills going, more needed than I thought.  Coffee started.  Set up mom's coffee and set out things for sun tea.  Then checking kefir, burping the jars and jugs, in and out of the fridge.  Sampling a bit.  Not a lot of it, so a small drink.  I've started an extra jar.  May require two extra jars to make my wants of kefir and her wants of cottage cheese.  Not a huge difference of time or effort, but may need more milk.  Two gallons rather than two half gallons.  Easy.

Because I like eight to twelve ounces most days.  I really have started to love the stuff.  And it helps me obtain every last bit of nutrient from my other foods... and stay healthier.

I had ham, but thought we might be out of cheese?  Typical cheese, yes.  But there was cream cheese.  A tablespoon of that, in two slices of ham, was about perfect.  Three of those and life was good, with coffee and kefir.

Now, I have had nausea, on the lighter side (mostly) for the last three months.  Definitely since restarting medicine.  Too busy to remember bitters, save on the periphery, or in passing.  I finally ordered some in.  Check.  I started that tonight.

Better?  A bit.  Not as good as hoped.  Will be using it, whether eating or not, if I feel rough.  So tired of nausea.

She put the roast in.  Not started, just in the broth.  But, I saw the paper towels were out, so refilled the spool.  With two people trying, it is easier.

Nearly bedtime again.