I wasn't even sure she was still watching.

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I think she approves, of the weight loss, and diabetes control.  Well, and... just... some other things.  Plus, throwing a flirt my way.  I have... toyed with her, remembered her, and sent flirtations her way, in my time, too.  It's all good.  We don't talk, save through very strained communications.  Such as follows.

I had the rest to the steak and an herbal tea.  Blood sugar is down to 101.  Still, that wasn't quite enough, so I finished off the salami slices, and am having a fatted coffee with it.  I turned the furnace up to 74.  Gee, but it is cold.  I should have showered, again, and dressed more properly.  Wearing a long sleeve t, but with shorts.  It's... what was easy, and it's a lazy day.

Down late, up late.

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Really pushing things, and it hurts for it.  Up to midnight.  I set the alarms for seven and nine, but didn't start getting out of bed until ten.  Luckily at that, and probably only because Sassy asked.  Insisted?  A... strongly worded ask.  :p  Even then it took an half hour to find my legs.

Fed her first thing, went to the bathroom, got on the scale, then brushed my teeth.  Filled the kettle, but won't start that until another twenty minutes, for my half hour no per ora zone after brushing.

Up late to check blood sugar.

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I wasn't terribly worried.  Just hoping the higher number wasn't a trend.  It is 95 currently.  So, all good.  I did have an herbal tea.  Very good.

Now I can go to bed and not worry.  I'll set the alarm for five and seven, though not absolutely certain I will be able to be up by either of those numbers.  Still, it's the goal.  Good night.

Finally!

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I have been planning to return some things for... a week, and maybe some days.  Just could not get life sorted.  A shower, the last few days, hoping that would jog ambition, create motivation, certainly make me ready to go.  But... until today, it just didn't happen.  And on one of the worst days of the lot.  After staying up so late, then waking eary, given the bedtime.

Out.  Two different places to go.  Was tempted to east somewhere, one of the returns was cash.  No.  I decided to have some of the steak, on or with a salad?  I got the steak done, almost forgot it.  But saved it, turning it in time.  As it ends, I just put a bed of lettuce down, then the steak on top, cutting it, and mixing plain romaine with steak.

That... to beh onest, was quite good.  Sure, I'll make some italian dressing, and probably ranch.  But, just this?  It has been so long since I have eaten anything vegetal.  The crunch of it, with the different crunch of the steak surface, and rare middle?  Very good.

I had thought of stopping at the bank.  But it was too late.  Next time.  all good though.  I've gotten a good start on some business.  Next week I need to get in and see about a loan for home improvements.  So... yeah.  Though, may wait for the fed's decision... whenever that is?  Plus, by then, I could get the bike paid off, and begin taking care of another debt hard and heavy.  Bleh.

I meant to stop for cream, on my way home, but just totally spaced it.  It is coming tomorrow, so... once home, I justed decided to wait it out.  But, I ordered three quarts of cream.  As, on fasting days, I like having two of those, and I have been fasting more recently.  A few days of eating, a few days of fasting.  Meh.  Good for prayers, I'll grant.  Not difficult for me, at this point, at all.  A nine day fast was cake.  Forty days would be pushing it, I'd have to have solid cause.  He did.

Hmm, washed new baselayers.  Merino wool, or so they say.  Can't dry them, or aren't supposed to?  So, I have them hang air drying.  As cool as it has gotten, of a sudden, I may begin wearing those.  Goes well under winter pj's, or regular clothes.  And I try to dress more properly daily, these days.

Struggling, just a bit, with my mornings.  Up too late.  I'll work on it.  One skid isn't the end, though.  And I think I can get it back.  I'd really like a fatted coffee though.  Oh, but tea.  I often forget about that.  That would be nice.  I want to check my blood sugar in a few hours, so will stay up until 22:30~23:30.  But I can have tea.  Just an herbal.  Blood sugar was 126 midafternoon.  Bleh.  Later.

Oh, I went down way late.

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After five, almost six?  Ugh.  I didn't even bother with the alarms.  I was just hoping to be awake by early afternoon.  I just... kept playing.  Stupid me, stupid fun game, but... okay.  I'm tracking the missions much more carefully.  Sometimes they would finish, in the past, with me not quite understanding what I had done.  And, after a while, after doing them.  I think my long play sessions clogs the game up?  Well, and the instructions are often clear as mud, or seem to me that way.

I did wake at eight, and laughed at the notion of getting out of bed as I almost instantly went back to bed as a exhaustion headache was leering at me.  Then, about ten, I started waking.  I thought I had looked, and that it was almost 13:00.  So... went ahead and pushed out.  That... exhaustion headache came back, but in a milder form.

Out.

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A shower first.  Brushed the teeth too.  Was going to be for the night, but... while out, I did shopping, and stopped for a Wendy's triple on lettuce.  I told them no sauces, but they added ketchup.  I was already a quarter done before I noticed.  Would have gone to In-n-Out, but didn't want to drive and extra ten to fifteen minutes one way.  Unsweetened ice tea, for the drink, no fries or else.

At the store I bought several types of lettuce and salad mixes, plus cabbage.  I can eat cabbage well too.  I also bought yogurt, cottage cheese, and a few other things.  Oh, I found actually clean salami, and keto bread.  Tried that when I got home.  Will see what blood sugar does.  The bread is mostly fiber.  Tasty?  Not... really.  But I don't care.  As long is held the salami and cheese, that is fine.  It did, so... it is fine.  We'll see about blood sugar tomorrow.  Though, if it's terrible, is it Wendy's or the salami and keto bread?  I'll... figure it all out in time.

Didn't get to much.

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Some days I just can't get to things.  I was sure I would today, but no.  Why?  I couldn't figure it out.  I checked the temp outdoors, around 14:00, 15:00, give or take.  It was 59?  That's... crazy.  It was 83 yesterday afternoon.  I checked just a bit ago, an hour ago?  It was 56.  That's parka weather, in South Carolina, or was when I was there.  I had to laugh when I'd see them donning parkas while I was wearing shorts.

Then, it hit me.  It's cold.  That's what the problem is.  I checked the temp, in this front room just now.  It is 73?  That's crazy cold...  It's not just the temp.  It's a bit dark, and at nearly 4600 feet elevation, 73 is... more like 65 at sea level?  And with no humidity to speak of?  Yeah.  That is what killed my mojo.

Some one is brainstorming.

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Never sure which of my minions, or antiminions, is at it.  But... I... see patterns.  Real people?  Some sort of AI?  Who... ever knows.  Only... the patterns.

Not even sure if what I see is real, or mere random scatter.  Save that I see a story emerge.  Easy enough, if you are insane, or "bright" (isn't that what the left thinks they are), or possibly plainly simple... to be lead?  I don't know.  But... I see, or think so.  Milk and cookies keep you awake huh?  Lets discuss this.  You better come up Sebastian.

Up a bit later.

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Tired.  Pushing things a bit much, lately.  So, last night, I changed my alarms from five and seven to six and eight.  Did hear the six, but didn't bother... no... I did hit the snooze, but then, immediately picked it up and turned that alarm off.  No.  Just... no.  I never got to the eight alarm, waking around seven, first.  Not quite being ready, I rolled back in.

I had the curtains open.  So when the sun got high, and warm by the way, in the sky, I came around again, at around 7:20.  So, up at at is.  Not exactly going fast, but... up.

Complaining, even pseudo privately, does work.

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I had started in on the new game, after writing about dei attacks on gaming customers.  But, then, decided to finish up what I could, on the main original game.  As I was going through various places, something popped.  Everything I had done, but which hadn't counted toward the final mission, popped.

It all began working, it started telling me where to do, what to do, and the marks on the map showed.  So... I followed it.  Not knowing if it would fail again, or... what.  On it went.  It was a short bit of work, very short.  Then I got to where I had been before, and it all worked this time.  So, I completed the game.

Well, a bit of work turned into a lot of work.

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As mentioned, if I can find my waters cheaper online than at the store, or even the same price?  I'll buy it.  Saves me a trip to the store while costing me only one haul instead of two, or more.  So... I received the first portion of my water.   I buy in larger groups, so as to not bother with it save every three or four months.  Half of it arrived.

I took one batch back, but realized the back room is a mess.  So... I began moving boxes over.  Empties, from water, and cat food.  But... that... didn't work well.  They wouldn't, couldn't, stack evenly, well.  So, I decided to collect those, and get them up to this front room, for teardown before long.  Ugh, but that was some work.  Still, done.

Not perfect?

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Well good enough.  Whether I like it or not, it is what it is.  I didn't get to bed until past two.  How far past?  Maybe to three, but I think not quite.  I did set the alarms, for five and seven.  Not sure I remember the five.  Didn't remember the seven, but must have been doing snoozes, as I started remembering the alarms at about 7:20.  I heard two?  Maybe three, snooze alarms.  Then... nothing.  I finally rolled over and checked.  It was after 8:20.  I finally got rolling, up, and out, at 8:30.

As mentioned, not perfect, but not all that bad.  I have no choice but to take it, and will take it gladly.  It is good enough, for the conditions.

Tea with cream, and more kippers.

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Blood sugar hadn't fallen, but... at 86, morning, and night, I don't mind.  A quick check, to make sure I hadn't overdone... it is 98.  That's... fine.  I may be on to something(s).  If blood sugar jumps by forty, that meal was too much.  A thirteen point jump is just fine.  Well, being that I just ate, probably an half hour ago?  Or less.

I wanted to try cream in the tea, same tea, or herbal tea, I made last night.  Cream wasn't bad in it, but not my favorite either.  Better than in regular tea.  Not as good as in coffee.  So be it.  But I didn't mind adding a bit extra.  Life is difficult.  Things are complex.  Sort them out.

Very good.

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I was cooking my steak when my brother called.  Didn't think he would ever call again.  Last time he wanted to argue politics.  I ended up hanging up.  There isn't a side I am on, or more, none of them are on my side.  One is a democrat, the other is an old timey democrat.  I have zero interest, at this point.

Trump promises a lot of things that sound good.  But, like last time, he'll fail to deliver.  Even when he has all the tools in play to keep them.  Better?  A stab is better than a shooting.  I don't want either.  If you are foolish enough to believe either, take another jab, marry an American woman, and keep voting harder.  Who ever becomes president will be a decision made by someone else.  Your votes don't count, and who  you get to think you are electing isn't your choice.  Who nominated, then chose, Kamala?  Not you.  No one voted her for the nominee.  Selected, not elected, and you'll still vote for her.

No way?

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After last night, I... wanted to check things first thing.  Weight is 220.0, blood sugar is 86 fasting?  Very nice.  Still worried when it gets lower, but... I'll just watch and maybe have a small bite to eat.  At this point, sardines, kippers, and the like, are as good as anything else, though... like ugly women, it's a two bagger.  Only, when it's going out.  And, I'll probably walk it out to the trash right away, or it... can... stink.  Not... women.  Never mind.

Oh, you are so mean, Doom!  You are welcome.  Like women aren't?  Just to men who will take it.  I take it, I just don't care.  So... why do you care, when it is what you crave?  Mean hump bunnies act all oppressed, when it's their turn.  All I'm saying.  Yeah, I... like it like that.  Softens em' up.  Reminds them who is boss.  :)

Nearly one.

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I... wanted to see the results of extra coffee and food.  I don't like going to bed with insulin falling, and with it that low.  Blood sugar is now 87.  That's... fine.  I'll go on to bed with some ease.  But... keep a bit of an eye open, for anything odd.  I'm not sure I have anything to eat, if it drops, to help with blood sugar.  But I have a steak I could throw on the griddle.  It's not perfect, but it might help?

Remember, my diet is based on controlling diabetes.  If that includes eating more, I will do that.  Curious what blood sugar will be in the morning.  Yes, I will still try to wake early.  If I can't wake at five, I'll try seven.  If not seven, I'll reset an alarm for nine.  If not then, I'll sleep until I wake.  It's as good as I can do, but I have a plan, and seven is still the goal.

It's 79, and I'm freezing.

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So... I checked my blood sugar.  It is 68?  That's crazy.  I'm going to have another fatted coffee, and a few packs of kipper snacks.  For now, it's what I can do.  I'm not terribly worried, but I don't like it being quite that low.  Not feeling any of the bad affects of low blood sugar.  No sweats, palpitations, feeling feint, or such.  But, I think that is a bit low.

If it continues that low, I may have to add some carbs.  Veggies of one sort or another.  But I have to be careful with that.  Still, I think it might be worth a shot.  Though, only if it continues to be that low.  I'll see in time.

Just past eleven.

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I fed Sassy earlier.  Cleared her litter boxes.  Got the trash and recycling out, but there wasn't much.  Reloaded the trash cans with bags.  Then played games until around eight?  Nine?  Something.

Then I got coffee going.  Finished that.  About an hour later, it seemed time to feed Sassy again.  But I wanted to feed her some steak first.  The last of the sirloin was heated on the griddle.  Perfect.  It was a bigger piece, so seven minutes on each side.  Remember, it is nearly raw.  Most couldn't eat it that rare.  These days, it's the only way I can eat it.

Up, way early.

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I didn't get to bed  until 22:30, again?  Later than yesterday night.  But earlier than the local trend of 23:30, or later?  Something.  It's trending down, but not absolutely steadily.  Still, up by 3:30.  Alarms shut off, I am in the certain awake phase.  A good dream got me going.  I... have things to do, as well.

I'll get trash out before too long, recycling too, I think this week.  Feed Sassy.  Deal with her litter boxes, perhaps change one of them whole cloth.  Her water was changed yesterday, and still looks good.  Still, maybe later this afternoon... or tomorrow morning I will change that.  A shower might be good.

A good day, but cold?

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It's mostly me.  I think.  It's 75 up front here, and 75 in the main.  It finally got up to 81 outdoors.  Might have been warmer, and I missed it.  When I was out heating up a part of the leftover sirloin, it was at 79, around 15:30?  Strange.  Still, as things stand, I'm glad it is warming up a bit.  I really do feel cold.

I had just a few ounces, maybe four, possibly six, of sirloin.  One portion left, a larger one.  I did want more, but... that will do.  Even so, I shared out a portion with Sassy.  Adding a bit of salt, cooking it correctly (or heating it), and she gobbled it down.  I think she is getting a taste for human food.  And it is the best human food for her.  I can't wait to try chicken.  I think she will like that, the way I do it.  Probably roasted, in the oven.