60F - 44F : Morning Rain
I took a sudafed before bed last night, which was at like 10 pm because I was exhausted. Then when I woke up around 9:30, my blood sugar was 134 after eating a muffin (I forgot to do fasting), so that's not great for fasting sugar but it's not as dyer as the 190 I got yesterday. Of course, I also didn't eat after 10 yesterday, when I usually eat something around midnight (but also usually take meds at midnight instead of only taking the if I happen to wake up hours before dinner). So, uh, I don't know. Cleary we require more data. But my head still doesn't feel bad, so that's good.
My nose was not running when I woke up, but since I had had a 24 hour sudafed I wasn't sure whether that was actual improvement or just drugs. But now that I am writing this at 10 pm, my nose still isn't running, so it looks like improvement. I had canceled going to reading anyway, though, as I had to make a decision last night.
I was up for a couple hours, read LJ and DW, and then went back to sleep. I was awakened at noon by the AC company trying to schedule my yearly maintenance, which got scheduled for two hours in the future. I fell back asleep and woke up at 1:30, then tried to do a little bit of cleaning of the hallway so the guy could access the AC unit.
About 2 minutes after I finished that, the guy came to mow my yard, and of course the dogs went ape shit the whole time. He was here for about 45 minutes, and the dogs did not even slow their barking the entire time. He left, and I read one chapter of one book, and if I had known it was going to be my only book for the day, I would have read the book club book instead of the Jewish book, which I am already nitpicking at because she claims 1800 was the first time Jews were seen as a race, but I'd argue for 1492 since the Spanish Inquisition was definitely race based with one drop rules, etc. What do I know, I'm just a historian.
Anyway, around the time I finished that, the guy from the AC company called me and said he'd be here in 30 minutes, so I let the dogs out one more time, and spot checked to make sure no one had peed on the floor, and apparently lost track of how long half an hour actually is because I should have sat down to read a book (which happens in 15 minute chunks most of the time) but instead I just hit refresh at RN over and over again.
The guy eventually showed up, and apparently my not turning on the heat until it's fucking cold saved me not only on my heating bill, but the stupidly expensive filters for the AC unit looked like it was still very new, so he just scraped off a little of what was there (like scraping your lint filter), and put it back. So that's like $25 saved! It'll be awful after summer though - I use the shit out of my AC. He had to come in and out the door like 5 times, and each time the dogs went ape shit.
The WWP Talk guy called at 4, which was right before he left. We talked for a while about my plans for the week and month and my goals. We were in the process of hanging up when AC guy stopped to hand me a bill (for $0 but they always hand me a bill) causing the dogs to go ape shit again. Then everyone was gone.
I already had the dog on a leash, so I decided to walk two of them (poor Rogue didn't get to go but I'm not sure she cared because she also didn't run to the door or bark at me). We walked about 10 minutes, and when we came back I put the dogs in the door and then took up the trash can. When I came back in the house, Bennett was lying on the floor just inside the door looking like a beaten puppy. I took his leash off, and he stood up, but instead of going back to bed, he walked into the living room where he stood and cried for the next 2 hours. I have no idea what he wanted, and my mom says he never cries so she doesn't know what he wanted either. He had water, a treat, a walk, dinner, I just don't know.
I had eaten my dinner plans for lunch so I needed dinner. I ordered a calzone, which took an hour to get here, but they kept backing up when they said it would get here from 30 minutes to an hour in 5 minute increments. So I didn't do anything because I kept expecting my dinner to get here. It was tasty, and I am certain I have not had a calzone in the last 2 years, so it was something novel.
When I was done, I read a blog by a historian turned... IDK popular history writer? She used to work for the school I got my MA from but got fed up with academia and now makes a living trying to convince children (and I guess now adults) that history isn't boring and is worth studying. I wind up loving about three quarters of what she writes and for $5 a month it is the cheapest quality entertainment you'll find.
This made me one minute late for my gaming session, but Rac was over an hour late and Bek was 10 minutes late, so I was actually the second one there. We wound up just playing games today because our characters went to a fair. So it was a lot of fun, if a little light on story. I kept expecting something important to slap us upside the head while we were playing, but it didn't.
We ended at 9 and I took a long shower and put on my new shirt which says "Puck Futin" and has the Ukrainian flag and trident on it (the same design as my default LJ icon if you're looking over there). It's another shirt I will have to remember not to wear to volunteer. There are a few of those, almost all political. This is the only one that swears, though, so it's like extra important not to wear it to be around kids. Then I hit refresh on RN another time before starting to write here.
Tomorrow I want to try to get to the gym, even though I've already decided this gym is too far for me to actually use it and want a membership. Still, it's like a quarter of the way to Temple, so I can theoretically bring a dress with me, and then change in the bathroom after I work out, and do both.
Wow, I totally just lost 15 minutes. I was going to look at how long google said it would take me to get from the gym to the temple, and somehow it was suddenly 15 minutes later. That's a little concerning. My head feels a little empty, too, a sensation I often attribute to someone reading my mind, or stealing my thoughts. It's very unnerving.
Anyway, it's very early on the 11th in Russia, so this may be goodbye to those who did not follow me to DW. I hope you all know how much I have enjoyed sharing our lives. 💖
Of course, most likely, nothing is going to change, so carry on.
My nose was not running when I woke up, but since I had had a 24 hour sudafed I wasn't sure whether that was actual improvement or just drugs. But now that I am writing this at 10 pm, my nose still isn't running, so it looks like improvement. I had canceled going to reading anyway, though, as I had to make a decision last night.
I was up for a couple hours, read LJ and DW, and then went back to sleep. I was awakened at noon by the AC company trying to schedule my yearly maintenance, which got scheduled for two hours in the future. I fell back asleep and woke up at 1:30, then tried to do a little bit of cleaning of the hallway so the guy could access the AC unit.
About 2 minutes after I finished that, the guy came to mow my yard, and of course the dogs went ape shit the whole time. He was here for about 45 minutes, and the dogs did not even slow their barking the entire time. He left, and I read one chapter of one book, and if I had known it was going to be my only book for the day, I would have read the book club book instead of the Jewish book, which I am already nitpicking at because she claims 1800 was the first time Jews were seen as a race, but I'd argue for 1492 since the Spanish Inquisition was definitely race based with one drop rules, etc. What do I know, I'm just a historian.
Anyway, around the time I finished that, the guy from the AC company called me and said he'd be here in 30 minutes, so I let the dogs out one more time, and spot checked to make sure no one had peed on the floor, and apparently lost track of how long half an hour actually is because I should have sat down to read a book (which happens in 15 minute chunks most of the time) but instead I just hit refresh at RN over and over again.
The guy eventually showed up, and apparently my not turning on the heat until it's fucking cold saved me not only on my heating bill, but the stupidly expensive filters for the AC unit looked like it was still very new, so he just scraped off a little of what was there (like scraping your lint filter), and put it back. So that's like $25 saved! It'll be awful after summer though - I use the shit out of my AC. He had to come in and out the door like 5 times, and each time the dogs went ape shit.
The WWP Talk guy called at 4, which was right before he left. We talked for a while about my plans for the week and month and my goals. We were in the process of hanging up when AC guy stopped to hand me a bill (for $0 but they always hand me a bill) causing the dogs to go ape shit again. Then everyone was gone.
I already had the dog on a leash, so I decided to walk two of them (poor Rogue didn't get to go but I'm not sure she cared because she also didn't run to the door or bark at me). We walked about 10 minutes, and when we came back I put the dogs in the door and then took up the trash can. When I came back in the house, Bennett was lying on the floor just inside the door looking like a beaten puppy. I took his leash off, and he stood up, but instead of going back to bed, he walked into the living room where he stood and cried for the next 2 hours. I have no idea what he wanted, and my mom says he never cries so she doesn't know what he wanted either. He had water, a treat, a walk, dinner, I just don't know.
I had eaten my dinner plans for lunch so I needed dinner. I ordered a calzone, which took an hour to get here, but they kept backing up when they said it would get here from 30 minutes to an hour in 5 minute increments. So I didn't do anything because I kept expecting my dinner to get here. It was tasty, and I am certain I have not had a calzone in the last 2 years, so it was something novel.
When I was done, I read a blog by a historian turned... IDK popular history writer? She used to work for the school I got my MA from but got fed up with academia and now makes a living trying to convince children (and I guess now adults) that history isn't boring and is worth studying. I wind up loving about three quarters of what she writes and for $5 a month it is the cheapest quality entertainment you'll find.
This made me one minute late for my gaming session, but Rac was over an hour late and Bek was 10 minutes late, so I was actually the second one there. We wound up just playing games today because our characters went to a fair. So it was a lot of fun, if a little light on story. I kept expecting something important to slap us upside the head while we were playing, but it didn't.
We ended at 9 and I took a long shower and put on my new shirt which says "Puck Futin" and has the Ukrainian flag and trident on it (the same design as my default LJ icon if you're looking over there). It's another shirt I will have to remember not to wear to volunteer. There are a few of those, almost all political. This is the only one that swears, though, so it's like extra important not to wear it to be around kids. Then I hit refresh on RN another time before starting to write here.
Tomorrow I want to try to get to the gym, even though I've already decided this gym is too far for me to actually use it and want a membership. Still, it's like a quarter of the way to Temple, so I can theoretically bring a dress with me, and then change in the bathroom after I work out, and do both.
Wow, I totally just lost 15 minutes. I was going to look at how long google said it would take me to get from the gym to the temple, and somehow it was suddenly 15 minutes later. That's a little concerning. My head feels a little empty, too, a sensation I often attribute to someone reading my mind, or stealing my thoughts. It's very unnerving.
Anyway, it's very early on the 11th in Russia, so this may be goodbye to those who did not follow me to DW. I hope you all know how much I have enjoyed sharing our lives. 💖
Of course, most likely, nothing is going to change, so carry on.