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Yes indeed. It will take a bit of practice. As is the yolks were more done than I prefer, but not truly overdone. One of the eggs was a darker brown, the rest were lighter, all were still tasty. I prefer the lighter colored ones. Practice is needed. Learning the right oil temp, knowing how many eggs to fix at a time... two in my skillet, at first, perhaps another after those are going and cleanly separated, learning how best to flip, it the nest egg dipper seems to have been a great initial choice, then learning when to flip... based on coloration.
It really was very good. I didn't add salsa. I will leave the lard in, just reuse until it smells funny. My cleaning and seasoning of the cast worked very well, by the way. It has sat, neglected and alone, since, but was happy to be put back on the line. And will enjoy the tallow soak. I may keep working with this and the frittatas until a mortal form of perfection is achieved. Then, perhaps, back to souffles and maybe deviled eggs, plus the various pickling recipes.
If God sees one to abundance, it is wise to use that bounty. God covers this so well and often, from the gift of talents... adding to those who produce while stripping the little given to the one who hid what had been offered, to one of the first commands of going forth, multiplying, and prospering, to... everywhere you read, God tells us to make hay while the making is good... or even bad. So, I'm making with what I have, as able.
It is up to 86° outside, 73° in the main and front rooms... with a fan in the back and front rooms going, and 70° upstairs... with nothing going. Humidity is 34% upstairs, 43% downstairs. The side yard is being lightly watered. After this last strip, a small patch using a circular setting will be done. I'm working on it, getting there too.
Later.
Wednesday, August 14, 2019
Pushing it lately.
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Sure, I ended, technically, with nine hours of sleep. But it was still a bit warm when I went in, at least my body fussed. And there were the speedbumps from the alarm cock and snoozes. I had some hope to wake to them. That parachute was full of holes. The heat through the day, while not severe, was enough to take me down a few notches. And several days recently sleep was restricted. It all just became bundled and attacked. With meds being restarted today, there is more fear of even worse.
It was down to 66° upstairs, and in my main and front room. Outside, as I let the ducks out, it read 62° outside. All those at about 8:30. I turned one ac off. I think, for now, I'll keep one ac running up there, so as to nap around noon. One will keep it at 66° to 69°, the other will, at best, keep it 70°. I will never buy a "smart" device again. Idiot engineering doesn't help when it becomes a manacle.
There is some hope for work and grooming today. Same plans as before. I will boil and peel a gob of eggs, pickling a dozen. Those won't be ready for a couple of weeks. I don't have enough apple cider vinegar for a batch, though perhaps half that, half white? It may be too potent on it's own anyway. I will eventually try various recipes using everything from all of each to a quarter of each vinegar. It won't be science but, the subjective, mutable, can't be science (another wall against science uber alles), and tastes don't need science. I may end up, having various tastes for various particular hungers, through the trials. Strange how tastes change with time.
At 162 blood sugar is up. I haven't figured how to beat it. Regularity of consumption and dosing is best. But I have almost zero capacity for that. It isn't just eating regularly, but sleeping regularly. I get a regular schedule a few weeks, maybe months, at a time. Then it all begins to tumble. It's even more difficult to try to eat regularly. Sometimes I have no hunger, sometimes no dishes pots or pans, sometimes my body won't digest the food. Those on top of the rolling schedule make regulaity impossible. I've been trying for the last year.
Oh well. I am alive. They say I am improving. I think, finally, for my part, I know better. The meds might be making it all look good, like enough grease in worn and broken cogs might allow the perception that it works and well. Truth is, there is almost no there, there. I'll keep at it anyway.
I looked around the lawn today. It is looking quite good. Grass is really shaping up, spreading out, filling in. This is definitely the best year for the lawn. More seeding this fall, in the sparser areas. A lawn becomes an addiction. Especially if getting out into the out of doors isn't happening as wished. It's my own little patch of green. Free of orcs and other dangers, just requiring a bit of care. Later.
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Sure, I ended, technically, with nine hours of sleep. But it was still a bit warm when I went in, at least my body fussed. And there were the speedbumps from the alarm cock and snoozes. I had some hope to wake to them. That parachute was full of holes. The heat through the day, while not severe, was enough to take me down a few notches. And several days recently sleep was restricted. It all just became bundled and attacked. With meds being restarted today, there is more fear of even worse.
It was down to 66° upstairs, and in my main and front room. Outside, as I let the ducks out, it read 62° outside. All those at about 8:30. I turned one ac off. I think, for now, I'll keep one ac running up there, so as to nap around noon. One will keep it at 66° to 69°, the other will, at best, keep it 70°. I will never buy a "smart" device again. Idiot engineering doesn't help when it becomes a manacle.
There is some hope for work and grooming today. Same plans as before. I will boil and peel a gob of eggs, pickling a dozen. Those won't be ready for a couple of weeks. I don't have enough apple cider vinegar for a batch, though perhaps half that, half white? It may be too potent on it's own anyway. I will eventually try various recipes using everything from all of each to a quarter of each vinegar. It won't be science but, the subjective, mutable, can't be science (another wall against science uber alles), and tastes don't need science. I may end up, having various tastes for various particular hungers, through the trials. Strange how tastes change with time.
At 162 blood sugar is up. I haven't figured how to beat it. Regularity of consumption and dosing is best. But I have almost zero capacity for that. It isn't just eating regularly, but sleeping regularly. I get a regular schedule a few weeks, maybe months, at a time. Then it all begins to tumble. It's even more difficult to try to eat regularly. Sometimes I have no hunger, sometimes no dishes pots or pans, sometimes my body won't digest the food. Those on top of the rolling schedule make regulaity impossible. I've been trying for the last year.
Oh well. I am alive. They say I am improving. I think, finally, for my part, I know better. The meds might be making it all look good, like enough grease in worn and broken cogs might allow the perception that it works and well. Truth is, there is almost no there, there. I'll keep at it anyway.
I looked around the lawn today. It is looking quite good. Grass is really shaping up, spreading out, filling in. This is definitely the best year for the lawn. More seeding this fall, in the sparser areas. A lawn becomes an addiction. Especially if getting out into the out of doors isn't happening as wished. It's my own little patch of green. Free of orcs and other dangers, just requiring a bit of care. Later.
Tuesday, August 13, 2019
Definitely closing in on bedtime.
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Watering started at 19:30, or so. I could have started earlier, I just wouldn't have thought so. The front lawn is getting another drink, after the cut it looked to be in need... even on the highest setting. Part of the strip out back is getting it too. Another hour and I will go on to bed. Tomorrow I might hit the area that is being shortshifted tonight, and the dry side area again. Then two or three days off.
I did try the frittata. Having baked bacon I used the fat from that, some of it. As well, I cut several pieces of bacon into strips across the width and tossed that in. I whipped a lot of air in, so it was much thicker and fluffier. With salsa and milk, it was quite good. Boiled eggs tomorrow, a dozen to be pickled.
Meds were set up, finally. My doc sent the wrong scripts, but I can make do. I just need to call the V.A. tomorrow, first thing. Well, and I will start on a lower dose. Not a bad thing, my body has become cranky. Flooding it with meds would hurt. Too late to take meds, but I took a few furosimide, the water pill. My feet are sore, swollen.
Blood sugars have improved, staying around 120 to 125 mostly. A few dips up and down, either way, but averaging each other out and with no more than a fifteen point slide. It isn't really treatable when it remains so low and stable. If I could get fasting blood sugar to 100 I would feet a lot better.
It is 62° outside, was at 21:30. Upstairs was 75° just now, forty five minutes later. The main got to 74°, the front to 76°, but in that forty five minutes, after opening up, each has dropped a degree. Oh, I turned on both ac's upstairs. If it is less than 73° when I go up to bed, I will turn them both off as they were. A very strange year, but a good one.
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Watering started at 19:30, or so. I could have started earlier, I just wouldn't have thought so. The front lawn is getting another drink, after the cut it looked to be in need... even on the highest setting. Part of the strip out back is getting it too. Another hour and I will go on to bed. Tomorrow I might hit the area that is being shortshifted tonight, and the dry side area again. Then two or three days off.
I did try the frittata. Having baked bacon I used the fat from that, some of it. As well, I cut several pieces of bacon into strips across the width and tossed that in. I whipped a lot of air in, so it was much thicker and fluffier. With salsa and milk, it was quite good. Boiled eggs tomorrow, a dozen to be pickled.
Meds were set up, finally. My doc sent the wrong scripts, but I can make do. I just need to call the V.A. tomorrow, first thing. Well, and I will start on a lower dose. Not a bad thing, my body has become cranky. Flooding it with meds would hurt. Too late to take meds, but I took a few furosimide, the water pill. My feet are sore, swollen.
Blood sugars have improved, staying around 120 to 125 mostly. A few dips up and down, either way, but averaging each other out and with no more than a fifteen point slide. It isn't really treatable when it remains so low and stable. If I could get fasting blood sugar to 100 I would feet a lot better.
It is 62° outside, was at 21:30. Upstairs was 75° just now, forty five minutes later. The main got to 74°, the front to 76°, but in that forty five minutes, after opening up, each has dropped a degree. Oh, I turned on both ac's upstairs. If it is less than 73° when I go up to bed, I will turn them both off as they were. A very strange year, but a good one.
Very little sleep.
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It was about 4:00 when I had finished watering and could settle in for the night. Perhaps as much as an half hour later? Outside temperature had dropped to 47° by then, almost... no, it was a... shock to my mind. The previous and continuous 55° lows were already... surprising. But this?
It just took longer than anticipated. Some areas couldn't be watered without doing it in strips. Everything planned was watered, but I found an area which will need two strips watered tonight, unless, maybe, a half circle or square will work. Still, pleased with the work. And got a shower in.
Today? A shave would be good. Perhaps work in the bathroom, cleaning, trash out, another shower and shave, meds set up, then dishes and laundry started? We will see. Blood sugar was weird. Two hours after my last meal, it was 120. Two to three later it was 89 then similar after that it was 102 both latter also fasting. This morning it is 133 fasting. I don't get it. It is about as low as fasting blood sugar has gotten, so I will take it.
I woke because it started to seem hot. I had neither ac on, just a fan, and the sun had been up two hours or more by a quarter to nine. I grabbed a few things and headed down, but remembered to check the temperature if I had to backtrack a few paces. Imagine my surprise to see it was still only 72° up there! I buttoned up the cave, fearing I wouldn't be up in time to close things this morning. It was 71° main, 68° front, even so. Not bad. At 9:30 it is 65° outside, but that sun feels warmer than it has.
Now to wake. Have a bite. Then see what can be done. I am definitely going to start watering earlier tonight. Ugh, I have hangover symptoms just from stretching waking time like that. Good morning and day.
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It was about 4:00 when I had finished watering and could settle in for the night. Perhaps as much as an half hour later? Outside temperature had dropped to 47° by then, almost... no, it was a... shock to my mind. The previous and continuous 55° lows were already... surprising. But this?
It just took longer than anticipated. Some areas couldn't be watered without doing it in strips. Everything planned was watered, but I found an area which will need two strips watered tonight, unless, maybe, a half circle or square will work. Still, pleased with the work. And got a shower in.
Today? A shave would be good. Perhaps work in the bathroom, cleaning, trash out, another shower and shave, meds set up, then dishes and laundry started? We will see. Blood sugar was weird. Two hours after my last meal, it was 120. Two to three later it was 89 then similar after that it was 102 both latter also fasting. This morning it is 133 fasting. I don't get it. It is about as low as fasting blood sugar has gotten, so I will take it.
I woke because it started to seem hot. I had neither ac on, just a fan, and the sun had been up two hours or more by a quarter to nine. I grabbed a few things and headed down, but remembered to check the temperature if I had to backtrack a few paces. Imagine my surprise to see it was still only 72° up there! I buttoned up the cave, fearing I wouldn't be up in time to close things this morning. It was 71° main, 68° front, even so. Not bad. At 9:30 it is 65° outside, but that sun feels warmer than it has.
Now to wake. Have a bite. Then see what can be done. I am definitely going to start watering earlier tonight. Ugh, I have hangover symptoms just from stretching waking time like that. Good morning and day.
Monday, August 12, 2019
Late.
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Watering the lawn. Just a few patches, but to water well takes time. After this spot, I can water the last two spots at once. Another hour. Started late. Lost track. Drifting in my mind. I can't even enjoy shows (I like) or games when I am like this. I just drift between... here and there.
It isn't the heat. It only got to 73° in here, perhaps 84° to 86° Outside. If anything I might have been too cold. Crazy. Blood sugar has been higher. I am doing my best, it just isn't cooperating. Not even in the 180's, but 130's to 150's persistently, consistently. Correct eating, limited consumption, and reasonable dosing isn't changing the numbers. Not horrible, it just should be lower.
Other than the ducks and girls, and watering, nothing else. Frustrating. I remember dying. In ways it was like that. Instead of life slipping my powerful but become impotent grasp, will, it is time. Oh, make that two more areas to finish watering, an area was overlooked. All good, it needed it, and it is only every few days.
Perhaps that shower, and setting up medicine? Ugh. Focus. Lacking. Best turn on ac. I hope it isn't too hot up there. - Wow. It is only 73° up there. I decided not to turn either ac on. I may open a few windows, and keep the fan going. It really is cooling here. Oh, it is already down to 55° outside. Then, it is nearly midnight.
Later, or more probably good night.
For your viewing pleasure. If... I told you so.
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Watering the lawn. Just a few patches, but to water well takes time. After this spot, I can water the last two spots at once. Another hour. Started late. Lost track. Drifting in my mind. I can't even enjoy shows (I like) or games when I am like this. I just drift between... here and there.
It isn't the heat. It only got to 73° in here, perhaps 84° to 86° Outside. If anything I might have been too cold. Crazy. Blood sugar has been higher. I am doing my best, it just isn't cooperating. Not even in the 180's, but 130's to 150's persistently, consistently. Correct eating, limited consumption, and reasonable dosing isn't changing the numbers. Not horrible, it just should be lower.
Other than the ducks and girls, and watering, nothing else. Frustrating. I remember dying. In ways it was like that. Instead of life slipping my powerful but become impotent grasp, will, it is time. Oh, make that two more areas to finish watering, an area was overlooked. All good, it needed it, and it is only every few days.
Perhaps that shower, and setting up medicine? Ugh. Focus. Lacking. Best turn on ac. I hope it isn't too hot up there. - Wow. It is only 73° up there. I decided not to turn either ac on. I may open a few windows, and keep the fan going. It really is cooling here. Oh, it is already down to 55° outside. Then, it is nearly midnight.
Later, or more probably good night.
For your viewing pleasure. If... I told you so.
So much for mowing.
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Not a complaint. The neighbor's son took care of it. I tried to talk him out of it. Failing that, I ensured the deck was up. And, looking over the seeded areas, honestly they didn't need avoided. Fantastic. I am hoping to weed whip instead. If I can get to it. I should also set up for watering tonight as well. The back and side yard are being watered along with the hay grass. Just the front and a few small areas in the back and side yard.
At noonthirty it is only 75° out there, 71° In the main, 68° up front. Two fans are going is all. Three, if the upstairs fan is included. Both air conditioners are off though, for the first time since installing them, neither is running. It will get warm up there, but with both running an hour before bedtime it will be 66° when I go to bed.
Oh, right, a shower first, and shave. And something to eat before that... a tuna melt? Later.
Oh, electronic fantasies. Every man, real men, like to dig in, get dirty, play hard, and make things work. Some don't for fear. I am not for costs. I can dream.
Oh, why solar? For a travel rig, so as to go somewhere, anywhere, when it is too hot or cold. Better to be out doing something than stuck in a near coma. Plus, having a home to return to, and live normally most of the time. Thing is, the solar would go, or stay, with me. I would have a place on the house and conversion to set it up. Never wasted.
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Not a complaint. The neighbor's son took care of it. I tried to talk him out of it. Failing that, I ensured the deck was up. And, looking over the seeded areas, honestly they didn't need avoided. Fantastic. I am hoping to weed whip instead. If I can get to it. I should also set up for watering tonight as well. The back and side yard are being watered along with the hay grass. Just the front and a few small areas in the back and side yard.
At noonthirty it is only 75° out there, 71° In the main, 68° up front. Two fans are going is all. Three, if the upstairs fan is included. Both air conditioners are off though, for the first time since installing them, neither is running. It will get warm up there, but with both running an hour before bedtime it will be 66° when I go to bed.
Oh, right, a shower first, and shave. And something to eat before that... a tuna melt? Later.
Oh, electronic fantasies. Every man, real men, like to dig in, get dirty, play hard, and make things work. Some don't for fear. I am not for costs. I can dream.
Oh, why solar? For a travel rig, so as to go somewhere, anywhere, when it is too hot or cold. Better to be out doing something than stuck in a near coma. Plus, having a home to return to, and live normally most of the time. Thing is, the solar would go, or stay, with me. I would have a place on the house and conversion to set it up. Never wasted.
A new week.
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I forgot to get trash out. I'll get that out later. Not much to it, haven't been cooking or much else. A single bigger bag, maybe a smaller secondary bag. I saw the truck drive by as the ducks were let out. Rather earlier than usual, but it cycles that way. Mowing today as well. A visitor stopped by for a bit, then intent was lost, yesterday.
Sleep was good. The weaker ac will only keep it to 70°, no matter what settings are programmed in. People wonder why "green" anything isn't trusted. While 70° is fine, or was, there are times when I prefer it cooler. Why put settings on it if they don't work. The other ac, 1k btu rating weaker, would have had it 66° up there.
It was 55° outside this morning, 68° main and 64° In front. I am getting used to the cooler weather. I acclimate down much easier than acclimating up. Down is only a bother if it falls between longer hot spells or comes with cloudy days. The dark will crash my systems the hardest.
All out of boiled eggs. Those make for excellent summer food. Cool, fast, simple, with just a bit of front work. I'll get another batch through today. I ought to do sprouts as well. Good cheap greens with solid real vitamin C, goes well with boiled eggs, and takes very little effort. I am still limping by financially. Another hard hit next month and all should be well.
A shower and shave shortly. Then to mowing. Perhaps resetting and ordering meds between those. Closer. Hmm, won't be starting full dose... A little more than half, for the first week. Ugh, it's been a while. Good morning and day. Now get to it, burning daylight like we have it.
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I forgot to get trash out. I'll get that out later. Not much to it, haven't been cooking or much else. A single bigger bag, maybe a smaller secondary bag. I saw the truck drive by as the ducks were let out. Rather earlier than usual, but it cycles that way. Mowing today as well. A visitor stopped by for a bit, then intent was lost, yesterday.
Sleep was good. The weaker ac will only keep it to 70°, no matter what settings are programmed in. People wonder why "green" anything isn't trusted. While 70° is fine, or was, there are times when I prefer it cooler. Why put settings on it if they don't work. The other ac, 1k btu rating weaker, would have had it 66° up there.
It was 55° outside this morning, 68° main and 64° In front. I am getting used to the cooler weather. I acclimate down much easier than acclimating up. Down is only a bother if it falls between longer hot spells or comes with cloudy days. The dark will crash my systems the hardest.
All out of boiled eggs. Those make for excellent summer food. Cool, fast, simple, with just a bit of front work. I'll get another batch through today. I ought to do sprouts as well. Good cheap greens with solid real vitamin C, goes well with boiled eggs, and takes very little effort. I am still limping by financially. Another hard hit next month and all should be well.
A shower and shave shortly. Then to mowing. Perhaps resetting and ordering meds between those. Closer. Hmm, won't be starting full dose... A little more than half, for the first week. Ugh, it's been a while. Good morning and day. Now get to it, burning daylight like we have it.
Sunday, August 11, 2019
Breaking the grip of summer?
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Lots of sleep, and rest, the last few days. Could not get to much, but have been able to eat a bit better. The temps in the cave are staying very good. I see 74° as the high, but only for the last hour before opening up for the night, as outside temps are lower or very close to that. Upstairs has been 66° or 70°, depending on which ac is used, only one is needed at a time. I may try putting them on fan mode tonight, opening windows as well. It's a bit of a chore and pain, but might prove cheap enough for the bother. It was 55°ish the last three nights.
It was a wonderful 66° downstairs, first thing. In shorts and a t, it was fantastic. Yesterday I went down at 19:19, couldn't stir until 4:30 or so. Somehow I was up until 23:00 or 0:00? I set the alarms at 6:00 and 7:30, ending waking at 7:27... I love beating the alarm. One out of two is better than zero for two.
Breakfast is soaking and brewing. I finally bought the gooder chia. That makes a vastly better porridge. It soaks up a full cup of hot tea, and still needs cream cut with milk to be edible. The other couldn't fully use a half cup and was watery even then. Yeah, it costs more, but it lasts two to three months, every other to third day, for $10. Cheaper in all ways isn't worth the hassle. That and a fatted coffee and a minor insulin hit, at 155 blood sugar, 10 cc's.
I didn't mow yesterday. Lost track. I know it is Sunday, but the grass needs watered. Mowing, perhaps weed whipping. Got to do it. As mentioned, it will be on the highest deck setting, and not over the recovering areas. It really shouldn't take too long. I am waiting for early afternoon, so as to reduce any potential offense it might offer. I may fail, but I put some effort into attempting civility.
Later.
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Lots of sleep, and rest, the last few days. Could not get to much, but have been able to eat a bit better. The temps in the cave are staying very good. I see 74° as the high, but only for the last hour before opening up for the night, as outside temps are lower or very close to that. Upstairs has been 66° or 70°, depending on which ac is used, only one is needed at a time. I may try putting them on fan mode tonight, opening windows as well. It's a bit of a chore and pain, but might prove cheap enough for the bother. It was 55°ish the last three nights.
It was a wonderful 66° downstairs, first thing. In shorts and a t, it was fantastic. Yesterday I went down at 19:19, couldn't stir until 4:30 or so. Somehow I was up until 23:00 or 0:00? I set the alarms at 6:00 and 7:30, ending waking at 7:27... I love beating the alarm. One out of two is better than zero for two.
Breakfast is soaking and brewing. I finally bought the gooder chia. That makes a vastly better porridge. It soaks up a full cup of hot tea, and still needs cream cut with milk to be edible. The other couldn't fully use a half cup and was watery even then. Yeah, it costs more, but it lasts two to three months, every other to third day, for $10. Cheaper in all ways isn't worth the hassle. That and a fatted coffee and a minor insulin hit, at 155 blood sugar, 10 cc's.
I didn't mow yesterday. Lost track. I know it is Sunday, but the grass needs watered. Mowing, perhaps weed whipping. Got to do it. As mentioned, it will be on the highest deck setting, and not over the recovering areas. It really shouldn't take too long. I am waiting for early afternoon, so as to reduce any potential offense it might offer. I may fail, but I put some effort into attempting civility.
Later.
Friday, August 9, 2019
Not much.
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The one that worried me the most was handled. The bill. I didn't have to speak to anyone. I... paid what I could. A massive load off my mind. Then I used some of the burger to make patties, which grilled well, if slightly overdone. A bit of mayo and mustard, keto pitas for two, and it was good.
It is only 82°, that seems to be the high. A bit too warm for play or work. Mowing would be fine, if I could. Never did nap. Part of the problem. I just, sort of, got stuck. It remains only 73° in the main, but is to 75° up front. Truly interesting. It isn't to hot, in here, so what is the problem?
It isn't blood sugar. It was 170 fasting. The curr! After a fatted tea, boiled eggs, and a dose, it dropped to 129. I decided to leave it, but have more to eat, a fatted coffee and... something. It dropped more, to 95. Very strange. Average is 132 for the week. I don't think I have normal diabetes. But I seem to have gained some notion of how to treat it, when to do so... when to leave it alone. So it wasn't diabetes. But I am not back on the other meds yet.
I don't think it is any of that. My body knows how to survive. If it has problems... probably heat and excess light, it shuts down, move slow, conserves. I don't have much control. After my will betrayed my body right to, into actually, death, it has taken majority and can overrule my will. Does. That, I think, is the case. Can't see it directly, as a black hole, but learn to read events via other methods.
I will put the ducks up and crash. I would like to stay up to open the cave. Can't. Perhaps I will wake later, just enough to do that later. Doubtful. Though I should be awake early. Good afternoon and night.
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The one that worried me the most was handled. The bill. I didn't have to speak to anyone. I... paid what I could. A massive load off my mind. Then I used some of the burger to make patties, which grilled well, if slightly overdone. A bit of mayo and mustard, keto pitas for two, and it was good.
It is only 82°, that seems to be the high. A bit too warm for play or work. Mowing would be fine, if I could. Never did nap. Part of the problem. I just, sort of, got stuck. It remains only 73° in the main, but is to 75° up front. Truly interesting. It isn't to hot, in here, so what is the problem?
It isn't blood sugar. It was 170 fasting. The curr! After a fatted tea, boiled eggs, and a dose, it dropped to 129. I decided to leave it, but have more to eat, a fatted coffee and... something. It dropped more, to 95. Very strange. Average is 132 for the week. I don't think I have normal diabetes. But I seem to have gained some notion of how to treat it, when to do so... when to leave it alone. So it wasn't diabetes. But I am not back on the other meds yet.
I don't think it is any of that. My body knows how to survive. If it has problems... probably heat and excess light, it shuts down, move slow, conserves. I don't have much control. After my will betrayed my body right to, into actually, death, it has taken majority and can overrule my will. Does. That, I think, is the case. Can't see it directly, as a black hole, but learn to read events via other methods.
I will put the ducks up and crash. I would like to stay up to open the cave. Can't. Perhaps I will wake later, just enough to do that later. Doubtful. Though I should be awake early. Good afternoon and night.
A bit.
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Raking is finished. It was more work than I remembered. With the grass longer, getting the rake through with the twigs was a trick, requiring a bit of effort and thought. Thankfully it was a smaller area. Relocating the pile of twigs from raking the front yard went with it.
Hoses were also set aside, so mowing will be a straight shot. The hope is to mow yet today so as to be able to water tonight. I won't water until after mowing. I will be mowing only on the highest setting, and only in some areas. Anywhere seeded, but still sparse, will be allowed another three days to week, maybe more.
I checked the temp outside, 80° at 13:00, as I started this post. It is 73° main, 71° front... a very unusual set of readings. Full sun today, so... The front area should be higher, by three to ten degrees. I'll take it, gladly. It just doesn't make sense. I am curious about upstairs. Only one ac is running. I'll know shortly, nap time.
I will set alarms. I really want to be up to mow and water. I will make a few calls first, medicine and a bill. Those will ease my mind. I don't want to deal with the bill, but no choice. I am almost through the worst parts of my stresses. Those calls will free me up. The cooler days are helping as well. Almost finished. Oh, now to put things on automatic pay. Ugh.
Good afternoon and day.
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Raking is finished. It was more work than I remembered. With the grass longer, getting the rake through with the twigs was a trick, requiring a bit of effort and thought. Thankfully it was a smaller area. Relocating the pile of twigs from raking the front yard went with it.
Hoses were also set aside, so mowing will be a straight shot. The hope is to mow yet today so as to be able to water tonight. I won't water until after mowing. I will be mowing only on the highest setting, and only in some areas. Anywhere seeded, but still sparse, will be allowed another three days to week, maybe more.
I checked the temp outside, 80° at 13:00, as I started this post. It is 73° main, 71° front... a very unusual set of readings. Full sun today, so... The front area should be higher, by three to ten degrees. I'll take it, gladly. It just doesn't make sense. I am curious about upstairs. Only one ac is running. I'll know shortly, nap time.
I will set alarms. I really want to be up to mow and water. I will make a few calls first, medicine and a bill. Those will ease my mind. I don't want to deal with the bill, but no choice. I am almost through the worst parts of my stresses. Those calls will free me up. The cooler days are helping as well. Almost finished. Oh, now to put things on automatic pay. Ugh.
Good afternoon and day.
Who doesn't want delicate troubles?
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Some pops that helped order a few thoughts concerning... them.
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Some pops that helped order a few thoughts concerning... them.
Almost ready?
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For what? Almost ready to be almost ready to go and do. With everything closed, the main has creeped up to 71°, front still 67°. With the sun up, at 8:00, it was still 58° out there. The ducks are out, getting their pool filled, enjoying the relative cool. I would guess the heat is there true bane. They didn't mind winter at all.
Part of my difficulties of late is money troubles. I am working on things. The trouble is figuring how to decide who doesn't get paid when there simply isn't enough. Pride takes a ding. I... have figured it out. One more call, the only bill that won't be cleared this month. Ugh. But... that means all other bills will be covered, and that this bill will be paid in full, definitely, next month. Stressful.
I need to set up medicine. Then do more work. Though a nap may be required first, before I get too tired, so sleep too long. I would like to rake first, so I can mow later. Just the larger side yard really needs it, raking that is. It is cool enough to rake. Mowing isn't a hot job, even if it happens to be hot outside, up to a point. Riding lawnmowers ftw.
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For what? Almost ready to be almost ready to go and do. With everything closed, the main has creeped up to 71°, front still 67°. With the sun up, at 8:00, it was still 58° out there. The ducks are out, getting their pool filled, enjoying the relative cool. I would guess the heat is there true bane. They didn't mind winter at all.
Part of my difficulties of late is money troubles. I am working on things. The trouble is figuring how to decide who doesn't get paid when there simply isn't enough. Pride takes a ding. I... have figured it out. One more call, the only bill that won't be cleared this month. Ugh. But... that means all other bills will be covered, and that this bill will be paid in full, definitely, next month. Stressful.
I need to set up medicine. Then do more work. Though a nap may be required first, before I get too tired, so sleep too long. I would like to rake first, so I can mow later. Just the larger side yard really needs it, raking that is. It is cool enough to rake. Mowing isn't a hot job, even if it happens to be hot outside, up to a point. Riding lawnmowers ftw.
A very good night.
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I have fallen behind on many things. Medicine, bills, work... Yesterday I caught a few things up and put things in motion to get meds going. Soon more. Another trip to town. Visiting several places. I had thought to eat out. It would cost $10 to $15, so I decided to have a real treat.
I went to the store to see about ribeye, in that price range. Done. Far better, and better for me. That, a month of replacement for the 2015 meds I had been taking, and a bill paid. Closer to getting some of the monkeys off my back. So many, huge, menacing, disturbing my tranquility. I just want to be left to enjoy my painful life in peace! Soon.
I was amazed to sleep until 4:00. I think I went to bed at 20:00? As well, with one ac, it was 64° upstairs! Part of why sleep was so sweet? I didn't turn the other ac on, took a risk. It was, surprisingly still 64° this morning. It was 68° outside every time I checked yesterday. The highest it got was 73° in the main part of the house, if only for an hour. The front part, usually hotter during the day, only getting to 71°. Oh, the front part is down to 66° this morning, the main is 68°. I checked outside, this morning, it's about 55°. Strange, all of it.
Have you ever seen things with your eyes that your mind can't piece together? A magic trick, or see-through path over a void, or other thing that doesn't seem to jibe with your personal understandings? These temps, and cool weather, are causing a stir. Intellectually I am fully aware. But the animal in me... isn't as quickly able to sort the realities. The body animal is a superstitious creature which deals poorly with change... and, yet, oddly, craves it.
Later.
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I have fallen behind on many things. Medicine, bills, work... Yesterday I caught a few things up and put things in motion to get meds going. Soon more. Another trip to town. Visiting several places. I had thought to eat out. It would cost $10 to $15, so I decided to have a real treat.
I went to the store to see about ribeye, in that price range. Done. Far better, and better for me. That, a month of replacement for the 2015 meds I had been taking, and a bill paid. Closer to getting some of the monkeys off my back. So many, huge, menacing, disturbing my tranquility. I just want to be left to enjoy my painful life in peace! Soon.
I was amazed to sleep until 4:00. I think I went to bed at 20:00? As well, with one ac, it was 64° upstairs! Part of why sleep was so sweet? I didn't turn the other ac on, took a risk. It was, surprisingly still 64° this morning. It was 68° outside every time I checked yesterday. The highest it got was 73° in the main part of the house, if only for an hour. The front part, usually hotter during the day, only getting to 71°. Oh, the front part is down to 66° this morning, the main is 68°. I checked outside, this morning, it's about 55°. Strange, all of it.
Have you ever seen things with your eyes that your mind can't piece together? A magic trick, or see-through path over a void, or other thing that doesn't seem to jibe with your personal understandings? These temps, and cool weather, are causing a stir. Intellectually I am fully aware. But the animal in me... isn't as quickly able to sort the realities. The body animal is a superstitious creature which deals poorly with change... and, yet, oddly, craves it.
Later.
Thursday, August 8, 2019
Waking blind.
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Looking at my watch, I was pleased. It looked like I slept in until 4:00, after going to bed around 22:00! After yesterday, it was a... better sleep. When I got downstairs... The real clocks read 2:30. Hmm? Must have, between being sleepy and using my micro-light to read my watch, misread.
Woke absolutely freezing. Blankets were on. I checked the thermometers. Two read 68°, one read 69°. Downstairs it is 70° main 68° front. Hmm... I had to check outside. If it is exceptionally cool out there, that can creep in, fill the blank spots, making the thermometers' readings more full. Nope. At 55°, while moderately cool that isn't cool enough to cast a chill on the cave.
Hmm. Blood sugar? Nope. While high for fasting, it isn't high for me. It was 130 at bedtime, it is 140 now, so it rose as I slept. Neither, though, is that low. If it had been in the 80's or lower I might have thought some correlation. No good reason, I guess. I have fresh tea brewing. I am never just cold. Very unnatural.
If you can't know the cause of tribulations, but have the solution? Venture forth with a glad heart.
A shower, shave, and more, in a bit. Among other things, mowing today. On the highest deck setting. Oh, and raking? At least raking. Then? Other stuff it is hoped. :P I should figure some things out today. Yea. Things to do. The world is changing, but my duties in it, to it, must be completed.
Good morning and day.
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Looking at my watch, I was pleased. It looked like I slept in until 4:00, after going to bed around 22:00! After yesterday, it was a... better sleep. When I got downstairs... The real clocks read 2:30. Hmm? Must have, between being sleepy and using my micro-light to read my watch, misread.
Woke absolutely freezing. Blankets were on. I checked the thermometers. Two read 68°, one read 69°. Downstairs it is 70° main 68° front. Hmm... I had to check outside. If it is exceptionally cool out there, that can creep in, fill the blank spots, making the thermometers' readings more full. Nope. At 55°, while moderately cool that isn't cool enough to cast a chill on the cave.
Hmm. Blood sugar? Nope. While high for fasting, it isn't high for me. It was 130 at bedtime, it is 140 now, so it rose as I slept. Neither, though, is that low. If it had been in the 80's or lower I might have thought some correlation. No good reason, I guess. I have fresh tea brewing. I am never just cold. Very unnatural.
If you can't know the cause of tribulations, but have the solution? Venture forth with a glad heart.
A shower, shave, and more, in a bit. Among other things, mowing today. On the highest deck setting. Oh, and raking? At least raking. Then? Other stuff it is hoped. :P I should figure some things out today. Yea. Things to do. The world is changing, but my duties in it, to it, must be completed.
Good morning and day.
Wednesday, August 7, 2019
Cloudy.
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At 9:00, it is just to 62°. I don't know how much cooler it was last night or this morning. I woke at 2:30, just... I am not functioning well. Yesterday was quite hot, it was up to 81° inside, in the main part of my home, yesterday. Though, as with today, the temp isn't purely a sun thing. Sometimes clouds, air movement or lack of it, pressure, and other things are involved. Definitely today, I should think.
Sleep was good. Very short, but good. I had the alarm set for an eight and nine and an half hour sleep, but woke solidly after four and a half hours. I simply could not sleep more. I actually woke an hour before, but was able to return to sleep. It wasn't too warm, at 68°. I don't know why.
The ducks were loosed. No food overnight, so they were as happy to go as children at recess. Quacking, chortling, flapping wings, pitter-pattering on their way. Not humanized, but no need. I can enjoy them from afar. They seem happy enough, and that is good enough.
Today? I don't know. A massive headache is just a stretch too far away. Perhaps it will happen no matter. I have dug back in around my sitting area. I suggested I was looking for something. While I did quit when I found the items, I went about the effort in such a way as to be finished with the general spot clearing by the time I found it. That I do such things very well suggests to me that my hind mind knows vastly more than it lets on. I am as a child to it's whims, and the thing that lives in that veil prefers that I... endeavor. Eyes and smile in otherwise dark, as the Cheshire Cat. * blink blink*
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At 9:00, it is just to 62°. I don't know how much cooler it was last night or this morning. I woke at 2:30, just... I am not functioning well. Yesterday was quite hot, it was up to 81° inside, in the main part of my home, yesterday. Though, as with today, the temp isn't purely a sun thing. Sometimes clouds, air movement or lack of it, pressure, and other things are involved. Definitely today, I should think.
Sleep was good. Very short, but good. I had the alarm set for an eight and nine and an half hour sleep, but woke solidly after four and a half hours. I simply could not sleep more. I actually woke an hour before, but was able to return to sleep. It wasn't too warm, at 68°. I don't know why.
The ducks were loosed. No food overnight, so they were as happy to go as children at recess. Quacking, chortling, flapping wings, pitter-pattering on their way. Not humanized, but no need. I can enjoy them from afar. They seem happy enough, and that is good enough.
Today? I don't know. A massive headache is just a stretch too far away. Perhaps it will happen no matter. I have dug back in around my sitting area. I suggested I was looking for something. While I did quit when I found the items, I went about the effort in such a way as to be finished with the general spot clearing by the time I found it. That I do such things very well suggests to me that my hind mind knows vastly more than it lets on. I am as a child to it's whims, and the thing that lives in that veil prefers that I... endeavor. Eyes and smile in otherwise dark, as the Cheshire Cat. * blink blink*
Tuesday, August 6, 2019
So messed up.
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I made it out yesterday. A doctor appointment. Then on to the DMV to start getting the driver license renewal started. They are saying I have the wrong address, but I corrected that with them immediately after receiving it. They wouldn't redo the license, put tape on the back, which is gone, with the corrected address. But it isn't in their system. As well, shoes returned... ordered 14's, got 11's.
I had hoped to do more, but the heat got to me. Still, a reasonable start. I was awake until... I have no clue. Wait! When I went down for the nap, I went down for the night. I did wake to put the ducks away, but couldn't remain awake. I woke at around 2:30. Hmm, I don't think I let the ducks out. After this.
It was down to 54° at 7:30 this morning. That is wonderful for an August morning. It's a bit crazy this year, but I'll take it. I was so tired I only opened a portion of my windows. I had slim hope as to cooling, but it worked extremely well. It is less effort, I'll keep doing it this way. It is only 88° F (31.1 C) out, so far today. Not cold but definitely not brutal. I suspect it will get to 92-96ish, or could.
If there is any human weather issues, it wasn't Western production. It happened when they moved it all to unregulated third-world nations. If that more alters rather than warms or cools. Look at the satellite images of China's pollution streams, and understand that will affect everything happening pretty much everywhere. The cooling is from solar minimum and a few other things. Natural. Distribution of what heat is received is defined by pollution trails and natural affairs. I don't think the fires in the northern hemisphere are natural, follow the pollution. But it adds to the pollution, compounding it's effects. Anyway...
I had hoped to do a few things today, but it isn't possible. Tomorrow. Later.
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I made it out yesterday. A doctor appointment. Then on to the DMV to start getting the driver license renewal started. They are saying I have the wrong address, but I corrected that with them immediately after receiving it. They wouldn't redo the license, put tape on the back, which is gone, with the corrected address. But it isn't in their system. As well, shoes returned... ordered 14's, got 11's.
I had hoped to do more, but the heat got to me. Still, a reasonable start. I was awake until... I have no clue. Wait! When I went down for the nap, I went down for the night. I did wake to put the ducks away, but couldn't remain awake. I woke at around 2:30. Hmm, I don't think I let the ducks out. After this.
It was down to 54° at 7:30 this morning. That is wonderful for an August morning. It's a bit crazy this year, but I'll take it. I was so tired I only opened a portion of my windows. I had slim hope as to cooling, but it worked extremely well. It is less effort, I'll keep doing it this way. It is only 88° F (31.1 C) out, so far today. Not cold but definitely not brutal. I suspect it will get to 92-96ish, or could.
If there is any human weather issues, it wasn't Western production. It happened when they moved it all to unregulated third-world nations. If that more alters rather than warms or cools. Look at the satellite images of China's pollution streams, and understand that will affect everything happening pretty much everywhere. The cooling is from solar minimum and a few other things. Natural. Distribution of what heat is received is defined by pollution trails and natural affairs. I don't think the fires in the northern hemisphere are natural, follow the pollution. But it adds to the pollution, compounding it's effects. Anyway...
I had hoped to do a few things today, but it isn't possible. Tomorrow. Later.
Monday, August 5, 2019
Up, early.
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To bed around 22:00, up at 4:30. Sleep was short, yesterday was long. Not too, too much. Sleep was delicious. A rather good day and night.
It was 60° when I went to bed, and woke. Outside. I opened up as I went to bed. It only got to 73° in the main house. Upstairs was running a bit hot, if I think that was me. Sometimes I still warm my environment, like a stove. It should have been two degrees cooler, at least.
I wondered if diabetes was up, but at 136 fasting, with a 126, 140, and 128 average for the week, biweek, and month, respectively, not so much. That bump to 140? That was eating a full McDonald's meal. No fries or bun anymore. I wasn't thinking when I ordered, just rolled with the results. So, yeah. I sometimes have been able to do that from time to time. No more. I guess I was just hot.
A bite to eat, boiled eggs, four. I keep overdoing them! I keep cutting the time. It doesn't matter. The first recent batch I brought to a boil. I gave them eleven minutes, lid on, heat off, after they hit the boil. They seemed only a bit overdone. Two dozen, but in a very big, 24 quart kettle, filled to just above the eggs. This time, similar fill, but three dozen. They came to a boil, the heat was again turned off, but this time the lid was removed and they were only given eight minutes. In both cases, the eggs were drained of hot water then immediately set under running cold water for about three minutes. Oddly, these last eggs were more overdone than the first! Bleh. Science, as I have said, isn't science. It is engineering, which is trial and error, every... damned... time. And, yes, cooking is science. Actually most "scientific" discovery is accidental or incidental... doubling down on the engineering trope.
Well, time to brush, shower, and shave. Two showers in a row? Oh yea. Quite nice.
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To bed around 22:00, up at 4:30. Sleep was short, yesterday was long. Not too, too much. Sleep was delicious. A rather good day and night.
It was 60° when I went to bed, and woke. Outside. I opened up as I went to bed. It only got to 73° in the main house. Upstairs was running a bit hot, if I think that was me. Sometimes I still warm my environment, like a stove. It should have been two degrees cooler, at least.
I wondered if diabetes was up, but at 136 fasting, with a 126, 140, and 128 average for the week, biweek, and month, respectively, not so much. That bump to 140? That was eating a full McDonald's meal. No fries or bun anymore. I wasn't thinking when I ordered, just rolled with the results. So, yeah. I sometimes have been able to do that from time to time. No more. I guess I was just hot.
A bite to eat, boiled eggs, four. I keep overdoing them! I keep cutting the time. It doesn't matter. The first recent batch I brought to a boil. I gave them eleven minutes, lid on, heat off, after they hit the boil. They seemed only a bit overdone. Two dozen, but in a very big, 24 quart kettle, filled to just above the eggs. This time, similar fill, but three dozen. They came to a boil, the heat was again turned off, but this time the lid was removed and they were only given eight minutes. In both cases, the eggs were drained of hot water then immediately set under running cold water for about three minutes. Oddly, these last eggs were more overdone than the first! Bleh. Science, as I have said, isn't science. It is engineering, which is trial and error, every... damned... time. And, yes, cooking is science. Actually most "scientific" discovery is accidental or incidental... doubling down on the engineering trope.
Well, time to brush, shower, and shave. Two showers in a row? Oh yea. Quite nice.
Sunday, August 4, 2019
Did I over or under sleep?
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I can't tell. Especially when awake time variability is added in. I just don't know. I do know my day and night flipped in just a few days. I had been going to bed at pretty near when I woke this morning, and for weeks. It isn't that I tried to switch, if it was a desire. It just flopped, or... flipped?
Blood sugar was a bit high, but just in the 150's this morning. It took a while for me to get around to eating and taking a dose. An hour before another test. My average is staying in the 120's, no major drops either recently. It's as good as I can do given the season. While I am able to stay, mostly, comfortable, I am limited by excess sun and heat. For a walking dead man, this is as good as it gets. As things are. Central air would help.
I just can't do much. Perhaps as fall nears next month? I will need a nap shortly.
Recently, often, I have been unable to blog. I purchased a few inexpensive older games, some of which are rather entertaining. Oddly, I can't even play those, often. Watching movies, and shows, is more of a task. I just started in on the Soprano's, or such. Interesting, but couldn't watch the whole first episode. When I find a movie I can tolerate, it takes three or four periods, over days, to watch. If I can barely tolerate entertainment, even of the passive sort, imagine how difficult work would be.
Just putting something down while I can. It isn't as if I don't have thoughts, or music. I just... can't... get it written. Ugh. I'll keep plugging at it. Later.
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I can't tell. Especially when awake time variability is added in. I just don't know. I do know my day and night flipped in just a few days. I had been going to bed at pretty near when I woke this morning, and for weeks. It isn't that I tried to switch, if it was a desire. It just flopped, or... flipped?
Blood sugar was a bit high, but just in the 150's this morning. It took a while for me to get around to eating and taking a dose. An hour before another test. My average is staying in the 120's, no major drops either recently. It's as good as I can do given the season. While I am able to stay, mostly, comfortable, I am limited by excess sun and heat. For a walking dead man, this is as good as it gets. As things are. Central air would help.
I just can't do much. Perhaps as fall nears next month? I will need a nap shortly.
Recently, often, I have been unable to blog. I purchased a few inexpensive older games, some of which are rather entertaining. Oddly, I can't even play those, often. Watching movies, and shows, is more of a task. I just started in on the Soprano's, or such. Interesting, but couldn't watch the whole first episode. When I find a movie I can tolerate, it takes three or four periods, over days, to watch. If I can barely tolerate entertainment, even of the passive sort, imagine how difficult work would be.
Just putting something down while I can. It isn't as if I don't have thoughts, or music. I just... can't... get it written. Ugh. I'll keep plugging at it. Later.
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