An early start

This morning, Doug had a very early conference call at 7, and had to be on camera. As a result, I had to be out of bed. 

It is cute when a pet is sleeping behind you, not so much when your spouse is splayed out in their panties and a Guster T-shirt they've owned since 2005. 

I woke up at 5:30 organically, went down to pee and turned on the coffee pot. Doug got up at 6:30 and I informed him the coffee was on and ready for him. He was thankful. Toffee and I cuddled for another 20 minutes until I finally roused myself out of bed, put on proper bottoms, and headed downstairs. 

Not wanting to actually start working, for the love of God, no... I loaded the dishwasher. As many know, normally, I hate dishes in the sink overnight but last night wasn't an option. Then, I opted to check out the world outside. Too humid to sit out and drink coffee but finally a decent temperature. 

For the past several days, I've set the Monstera out there to soak up the heat and humidity, and I think it loves it. A few nights I've left her out there, it's been hot enough so I haven't been worried. 

I noticed the leaves are making some moisture of their own lately. Pretty little drops that I couldn't resist taking pictures of. 

The morning was misty, not rainy, not drizzling, just kind of damp in the air. I knew I needed to stake the tomatoes up, so I figured eh... right now's as good a time as any so I got my sticks and twine and some scissors out. 

I took care of the tomatoes, which were somewhat beaten down a bit from the wind over the weekend. Everyone looks fine and growing nicely. We surveyed the other plants, everything is doing nicely. 

Farmer Chris, proud.

Toffee and I went inside as the misty turned more dripply. 

I caught a shower, and was ready for working at my usual time. Perfection! 

Kind of interesting to get up early and get a few things done for a change instead of slugging around exhausted and sleepy. 

It was a busy day, and I had was thinking of going to this fun event in downtown with a July 4th time capsule opening but then didn't feel like going out now that it was for real raining. My friend in town said they set up a new one to open in 50 years. She put things in specifically for her son, and hopes he'll be there to get them.

How sweet! 

I ended my very busy workday with some trash talking with my work son, he had some need to trash talk and I'm always here for it. Geoff started making dinner and I hit the treadmill. Thought about going all the way to 5k but got about 2/3-ish of the way there and said "meh." 

But I got to watch my "workout partner" as she watched the world. We put her dog bed there, and she likes to look at things. A couple days ago an orange cat came and sat down and stared at her! She lost her shit. I would too. 

Digits below. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Treadmill, 30 min/2 mi. 10k+steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

7am: 112
4:15pm: 127
10pm: 190 

food & meds:

7am: jardiance, new meds
10am: bowl of greek yogurt w/a sliced up peach and some blueberries, a lil'sprinkle of splenda; met+glip
2pm: english muffin w/pb
6pm: some rigatoni dish by Geoff (pancetta, onions, mushrooms?) ; 2 cookies from Aldi
7:30pm: met+glip
diet ginger ale
no alcohol

Verification and Certificates

When we lived in Massachusetts, Geoff had a job with a company that did inventory in stores. It was an overnight job, and he had to travel with a team, stay at a hotel, get up before 5am, be in the lobby, and go to different stores. They had these things that looked like Star Trek guns and they'd count stuff. 

He had many adventures. 

Somehow, either they reached out to him or he reached out to them and they have work here in this area of the world so he is going to work for them. I told him this is great, I do not have a problem with this, since he feels like he needs to have a job if he is going to apply for anything like an apartment or a credit card. He's still spinning his wheels on a credit card and having a credit history and all that. 

Anyway,  he says to me, "I have a form online that has to be completed to prove my citizenship and stuff, so I need someone to be a witness for it."

Okay. I can do that I guess. Ask them if they'll take me? He did and they said yes. 

It was the I-9 form that we all need to complete for jobs and usually an HR person would do that for you. I was surprised they didn't ask for pictures of the items, but, whatever. I filled it out for him. A passport (item from column A) or 2 items from column B so a birth certificate and driver's license .

And the thing is, I knew exactly where his birth certificate was. I keep all the important identification documents all in the same place, together. Car titles, title to the house, all 4 birth certificates, I have a copy of my dad's death certificate, I think. So mission accomplished. 

I am not sure though, why do I have 10 copies of my marriage certificate? How'd that happen? Weird. 

Anyway, he's all set, verified, available for work whenever they tell him to show up. As long as it isn't tomorrow or Wednesday. Our car is going in the shop, and we'll need this car to get to and fro the mechanic. 

Today is my buddy Aaron's birthday. I think he is 51. I lose track of how old people are sometimes. I'm thinking of all the crazy crazy July 4th and Aaron Birthday fun we had back in the day. I miss him. Anyway. Here's a picture of Aaron and Geoff from the long ago times. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Treadmill, 20 min. Dinner was ready and I was hungry so I stopped. 20 min/1.39 mi. 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:15am: 130
4:30pm: 116
10:30pm: 125

food & meds:

8:15am: jardiance, new meds
1pm: pb& low sugar j on 647 white bread; met+glip
2:45pm: slices of white cheddar on 6 herbed crackers
6:30pm: cheesesteak filling (meat, cheese, onions, mushrooms) a few spicy french fries
7pm: met+glip
no alcohol 

July 4 weekend wrap up

Saturday and Sunday entry

After over a year on the Phentermine and approximately 10 lbs lost overall, my doctor and I changed it up and she prescribed a combo of a couple things. This is new to me. I have instructions on how to take them both for a week, then increase a week later, and a week after that, weighing myself to see if I lose anything during the first three weeks. If I do, I just keep going. 

One of the medications has a note saying "may cause sleepiness." Not ... drowsiness like most medications have a warning. 

Will keep an eye on that. 

Saturday was hot again, and my plants are bearing the brunt of that. Geoff went to the market quickly and got grillables for us for dinner, and he took care of cooking right before the weather did things. 

We had some storms blow in and they caused a lot of damage nearby, but our town was north of it. 

And it all cleared out so the neighborhood could do its thing. 

Local Dads (I can only assume it wasn't local moms) were shooting off fireworks all around us. Behind us, things that sounded like bombs but we couldn't see any sort of sky display. Across the road by a couple blocks and up at the end of our street, lots of sky action. We stood out and watched the happenings. 

Compared to the relative lack of activity in the neighborhood on the third while the Official Town show was happening a few blocks away, these folks went at it. 

Doug said our end of the block was too quiet, he felt like he was letting America down. I told him he was definitely not letting America down.

We stayed up late to watch the TV fireworks and Doug found a channel that was moving from city to city. Boston's show was really amazing, Chicago was kind of dull (at one point Doug said "you can shoot up more than one at a time, Chicago, come ON).  Nashville really blew everyone away (not literally). Boston had drones and then fireworks, Nashville's had both at the same time. Impressive. And it looked like a really cool place to go watch them. Note to self for a future trip...??

I wonder if we'll get to a point culturally where fireworks won't actually be a thing but drones just will. I guess in fire-ravaged areas like Colorado and Utah, perhaps that's a real incentive. But everywhere else? Will they always still shoot flaming stuff up into the sky on the fourth? In 50 years will songs written in this and an earlier era about fireworks and the July 4th holiday not make any sense to people? Things I ponder in life.

Then we watched the USA's official show since it was weather delayed. 

In DC, they had to evacuate the National Mall because of storms (like we had, only it got over there an hour or so later) and I guess it was a bit of a shit show. The current POTUS (shan't speak of him much) did a big speech and presentation that I think I really would have liked if someone else did it. And yeah, go ahead and say "Oh Chris, he can't do anything right can he? You'd dislike him if he handed you a beautiful basket of puppies," and yes I would. 

The puppies would probably look good on the surface but have worms or something. 

Anyway, I went to bed after he brought out the Artemis II crew, I couldn't listen any more. Doug said I made a mistake - the fireworks show was impressive and super weird. 

Most fireworks shows have a band playing the USA hits by Sousa. This musical offering was singers and a rock band (all from the military branches) performing what he called "no songs you don't know!" like Don't Stop Believin' and Sweet Caroline, and weirdly 25 or 6 to 4... which he thinks was picked for 250, 25....0h... six to ... Maybe. But a super weird option. 

I heard him laughing his ass off, and thought he was laughing at the pre-fireworks presentation but. No. He said he called me to come down but didn't make a big effort to disturb me. I fell asleep pretty quickly in my POTUS and Fireworks free zone. 

Sunday morning I woke up kind of early, didn't do much. The new meds do indeed make me sleepy and I dozed on the couch. I thought maybe we'd go out somewhere but that didn't materialize. I went out and watered the garden because the forecast was for storms south of us. We got hammered about a half hour later. Ope. Poor plants but... yay water? 

I went on the treadmill when Doug took a nap, and pushed myself to keep going past the half hour I usually do, to log a 5k effort. 

Last night I had a dream where a comedian I like was yelling at me that running 5k on a treadmill is NOTHING like running a 5k out in the world. NOTHING! He kept insisting and yelling at me. I won't link to his profile or anything but it was such a random weird thing to have this guy's face and voice in my head giving me shit. 

Dream comedian is probably right, I should really try and do this out there in the world but until then, I need to build up my tolerance and my attention span again. 

My friend from town here that I met in the parks & rec challenge has been doing 2 or 3 5k races per week. PER WEEK. She did a bunch in the brutal heat, I couldn't even imagine. She also said to never do a color fun-run because your sweat turns the chalk into concrete on your body and in your hair, and it refuses to come out. 

She said she looks like a smurf. hilarious. 

Anyway, I'm publishing this on Monday having totally brain farted on doing it over the weekend. 

2 days of digits below, and here's the evidence of my efforts on the 5k front. 

Saturday digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  Treadmill run, 30 min/2 mi; 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

7:30am: 132
4:30pm: 134
11pm: 92

food & meds:

7:30am: jardiance
10am: the new meds
10:30am: english muffin w/pb & low sugar jelly
1:15pm: roast beef, macaroni salad, met+glip
6pm: cheeseburger over mixed green salad w/cherry tomatoes, deviled egg potato salad
white wine

Sunday digits

exercise: 10/12 hours, slept through 9am and somehow missed 4pm? Ran 5k on the treadmill (getting back to it) 11k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8am: 116
5pm: 91
10:45pm: 220 (see dinner+after dinner)

food & meds:

8am: jardiance, new meds
2pm: tuna salad on 647 white bread toasted w/iceberg lettuce and slab of tomato; met+glp
6pm: 2 big slices of buffalo chicken pizza
7pm met+glip
8pm: big handful of M&Ms (to get the bag out of the kitchen) 
no alcohol

Hey Baby it's the third of july

(forgot to hit submit last night!!!)

Today's title is an homage to Robert Ear Keen's song Fourth of July, but ... it isn't yet. Still, it gets in my head every time this part of the year rolls around. 

This morning I woke up at 7, and was surprised to have gone the whole way through the night without waking up. Toffee didn't follow me downstairs expecting breakfast, so I went back up and got back in bed. 7am on an observed holiday, no. I'm not up for the day. 

Next thing I knew it was well after 10, I figured eh... I'll just rest my eyes for another couple minutes and get up. And then it was 11:30. 

Must have needed it, I guess. 

I came downstairs and Doug was listening to John Philip Sousa songs on Spotify. "Best time of year to listen to Sousa," he says to me. I've always liked Sousa, reminds me of high school marching band. He said a lot of people dislike Sousa because of how the military has used/co-opted his songs for their purposes. I never really thought of it that way, and I can't hold it against him when the Liberty Bell is Monty Python's theme song. To me, that would be the redeeming connection. Screw the military, long live the "IT'S" man at the beginning of each episode as the song starts. 

I checked the helpdesk, looked at the tickets, groaned. I'm not working today. I did get a direct email from a client who said other clients are unable to find and pull his content into their version of the application, but I think they just don't know how to do it. 

One of the big things I need to do is write up instructions on how to do this. It is the exact same process as the old application but I'm surprised to see how many people just do not know how to do the process. Maybe I'll do that at some point this weekend. Lord knows I'm not going outside. 

We had a lazy day. Doug went out to weed a little bit and came back inside after 20 minutes and took a big nap. I hit the treadmill. 

We had discussed going up to the park for the fireworks, but realized... hey. Maybe we can just see them from our yard. Turns out you can. Our entire street was full of families having parties and cook outs, and local fireworks for about an hour before the big show. 

The view was great. No camera photos, because my phone camera sucks. But we enjoyed it greatly. I guess tomorrow night there are fireworks downtown at the baseball field. Maybe we'll go to town if our fave foodrinkery is open? 

Who knows. Maybe we'll just chillax here for another day. 

Digits below a picture of my dog who absolutely is unbothered by explosions. 

digits

exercise: 10/12 hours.  Missed 9 and 10am, slept in. Treadmill, 30 min/1.84 mi. a couple small measurable walks around the house and yard. 11k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

11:30am: 165
5:30pm: 150
11pm: 190

food & meds:

11:30am: jardiance
11am: coffee w/Atkins chocolate shake mixed in
3:15pm: met+glip
3:45pm: roast beef & gouda on 647 white bread
6pm: 2 bratwurst & a bunch of macaroni salad; beer. Last of the M&M cookies
9:30pm: met+glip
a couple more fireworks watchin' beers

non-entry

Just entering the digits after a long and semi-frustrating day but a 2 hour yap with Linz at the end of the day made me happy. 

digits below. more interesting entry tomorrow, maybe. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. treadmill run, 20 min/1.35 mi; end of day 10 min walk/.45 mi; 11k+ steps by bedtime 

blood glucose:

7:30am: 83
4:45pm: 94
11pm: 185

food & meds:

7:30am: jardiance (stopping phentermine, starting new meds soon)
8am: M&M cookie
12:30pm: turkey and swiss on 647 white bread; met+glip
6:15pm: small bowl of left over baked ziti; white wine
7pm: met+glip; another M&M cookie; more white wine

Baked Potato Baked Cookies

10pm and I am finishing for the day. I find that during the morning my brain doesn't kick into high gear until maybe 11am, noon. By 2 pm I am firing on every cylinder and if I don't have to cook dinner, I'm full on with it for hours and hours. Today I took a break and did the treadmill for a bit, and came back to do things. 

I also find in the evenings there are no meetings and no interruptions, so I can actually focus. I have to submit tickets to the devs when I can't fix something, which means I have to log into their system, while i'm in my system, and copy/paste things from me to them to submit them. And it can be confusing and messy. 

So it feels good to get to the end of a day and close the laptop. Unless I have an entry to catch up on. Like tonight. 

I don't just work work work, I do take breaks. You know I need to do steps, and sometimes I do steps while I bake cookies too. I have been threatening to make Pan Banging cookies for Geoff, and today he left super early for school orientation. So I woke up and puttered around and made cookie dough. 

That lil'baked potato in action... Toffee wanted to go out so I went with her and it was so incredibly hot. I thought about watering the garden but opted instead to go back in. 

I've had dogs who have loved to be outside in the absolute freezing cold. Toffee just wants to be outside in the heat. She spreads out like a pancake and just soaks in the sun. She then totally ignores me when I try to call her in. I spend a few minutes working, then go check her, then work, then check. If I'm in a meeting sometimes I walk around the house with my camera off, carrying the computer, and I check her. 

Gets me some extra steps. Eventually she comes in, but it's a little hassle to deal with her hot nonsense. 

I baked the cookies from the dough I made right before Geoff got home so it was a treat for him.

This recipe calls for making dough balls and chilling them, so I can do this all in stages and it works out. Make dough, do work. Make balls to chill, do work. Bake cookies, do work while cookies bake. 

I realized my large ice cream scoop that I use for these big cookies is broken so I ordered a new one, and made as well good as I could with this one and a small spatula.

They are beauties when they come out.

At about 7:30pm, I went out and watered the garden. Doug went to the gas station and got oil for the Mini. Toffee came out with me and watched. She hates to have the hose squirted at her, but you'd think that'd feel nice on a super duper hot day. 

I was roasting hot, so hot. I need to do some weeding, and I'm looking forward to this time next week when the temps will drop into the lower 80s. I'll head out then and get them weeds. 

Digits down below. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Treadmill, 20 min/1.24 mi; 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 135
4:15pm: 237
11pm: 116

food & meds:

9am: jardiance + phentermine
12:30pm: big bowl of BLT salad
1pm: met+glip
7pm: small bowl of baked ziti w/ricotta, mushrooms, ground beef; met+glip
white wine

I'm not a bot

Worked until late, Geoff made dinner but I do not like when he doesn't make enough protein for 3 people so I ate a leftover chicken breast from the other day. I always tell him "double up on what the recipe calls for meat," but he looks at me like I've lost my mind. 

We have a problem with our volvo, the fan that cools the engine dealie won't turn off after you stop driving, so the battery drains and dies. Doug jump started it off the mini, and tried to figure out a way to disconnect whatever is powering the fan. Too many fuses, and one of the internet suggestions was to remove the negative charge to the battery, but he couldn't get it off. 

He opted to let the battery die instead and we'll deal with it tomorrow. 

Speaking of tomorrow, Geoff has his new student orientation for his Associates. Please put a tiny spot in your heart (the 3 humans who read this and yeah sure, the 2,000 AI bot crawlers that mine my blog for content, you too. Pray for my kid). 

He could use some good mojo. He had a nice job interview today for a lab down near his college, so he'd work Sunday thru Wednesday night shift, and then school Thursday and Friday. 

We will see if he gets that job. And if he does, we move into high gear to get him a place to live. 

That's about it. Another hugely busy day. I got a comment on one of my ticket replies from a client and he said: 

I hope you are a real person rather than an AI bot with that pseudonym, for no other reason than I have never had a satisfactory engagement with an AI bot.. SInce your responses don't return immediately, I suspect you are real and am gratified that such seems the case.

Bro, I am the realest real person that ever realed. And an AI bot couldn't do my job. All the computer data center energy behind it would explode, and we'd all die. So no. Not a bot. Thanks for asking though.

Digits below! 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  Treadmill, need to double check, but, 20 min/ 1.33 mi? I think? 11k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

9am: 143
5pm: 134
11:30pm: 83

food & meds:

9am: jardiance + phentermine
9:15am:pb & low sugar j on multigrain seeded bread
2pm: turkey and cheddar on 647 white bread; met+glip
6:30pm: dirty rice, shrimp, and one of the chicken breasts left over from greek marinade night
7pm: met+glip
vodka tonic w/diet tonic

Warming Up

Everyone I know is getting ready to experience weather. Hot, stupid, sweltering weather. It is kind of funny because I feel like I've been spoiled by the decent temperatures. Even if it has been in the high 80s, by evening it drops down and I'm able to take a nice walk. 

Yesterday I went out around 4pm and it was humid, and I sweated like a giant pig. I tried to run a bit but it was not working. 

And if I thought yesterday was hot, it's gonna get hotter. 

I went for a 9pm walk tonight to finish up the steps and it was warm but like "nice" summer-like warm. I liked it. Too warm to just want to sit outside and chill but okay enough to just do the walk and come home. I only did what I had to. 

It feels like summer now. Just like this and I don't want it any hotter.  But. Ya know. Here it comes. 

I went out between meetings around lunch time and watered the garden. I want to stay on top of everything to make sure nothing burns or bakes. Toffee loves the heat, she loves to go out there and lounge in the sun. My neighbor (without dogs, on the other side) thinks she is a riot. She comes out and talks to her every day. 

We had a nice yap after I watered everything, and we talked about her back surgery and physical therapy. She told me the low-down on some of my neighbors (over here, she's a corrections officer. Those guys are dealing drugs, the signal is when they flash the deck light 3 times to let someone know to come up. Over there? That guy went to jail after several instances of drunk driving and now he doesn't drink anymore, he smokes a lot of pot...) 

If you want to know the low-down, find someone who has lived in the neighborhood 10 plus years!

I found out the fireworks for our city are going to be in the park literally behind our house. Cool, cool cool. If it isn't brutally hot Friday night, we'll maybe walk up and enjoy. We won't have to drive into town to the ballpark, which is where I thought they'd be. 

Sending everyone cool thoughts and cool breezes over the next few days. I didn't have a picture today so you go without!

Digits below. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Treadmill kind of a jog, 15 min/1mile; night walk to finish steps, 18 min/.86 mi. 11k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:45am: 106
4:30pm: 155
10:30pm: 140

food & meds:

8:45am: jardiance + phentermine
9am: last slice of banana bread
1:30pm: tuna salad no bread (approx 1 cup) met+glip
4:30pm: m&ms mixed with mixed nuts
6:45pm: chicken alfredo pasta a la geoff
7:30pm: met+glip
vodka+diet cran

Misty Mountain Road Trip

This morning I woke up at 8:15, went to pee, and crawled back into bed. Just because. It was nice to sleep in until almost 10, and I woke up in time to get my 9am steps in. 

We were drinking coffee and Doug said he wanted to go to the farm stand and get some things, so I got showered and we got out the door before noon. We went to the local farm stand but they are closed on Sunday. So we went around the corner to another one, got peaches and some black raspberries that were very very ripe and marked down for fast sale. 

Then we headed into downtown because there is a farmers' market only Doug mistook the day it runs. They run Saturdays, not Sundays. So we continued to drive, and went on an adventure. We went through the north part of town where it gets very farmy very fast, up into Pennsylvania and an area called Rouzerville. We drove up mountains and into the clouds. Everything was grey and the layers of green trees and clouds and mountains was very pretty. 

We ended up in Emmitsburg, MD and it was lunch time, so we decided to stop in at a restaurant that promised beer and food and atmosphere. But they're on vacation until July 9th. Doh. Okay, what else is in town, and Chris has to pee. 

Nothing. There was a pizza parlor, closed on Sunday. Another sandwich shop, closed for vacation. 

Thanks Emmitsburg, you're a jerk. 

We got in the car to head down Rte 15 south. We were intrigued enough to stop at The Grotto behind The University at Mount Saint Mary's, but the parking lot was packed and it was crazy busy so we basically turned around and left and went back south on 15. 

Hungry. 

We hit Thurmont where there was a brewery but the internet told us they close at 2pm on Sunday. How's that a thing! So we ended up at a Family Restaurant, with a buffet. So we stopped. The parking lot was packed, but the dining room was pretty empty. I guess there was some giant bowling league awards event so that's what all the cars were. 

The food was not great but I was starving and I ate it. Everything was like cafeteria food. The fried chicken was like what. you'd get in a Swanson's hungry man dinner. Green beans should not disintegrate when poked with a fork. The desserts were basically grocery store pies. But I did have some. 

Doug wanted to figure out the back way home, we headed down towards Frederick, and he headed back into the mountains. He wanted to figure it out himself and I was watching google maps on my phone, giggling. 

Eventually he said 'Waze me home, this is stupid,' and we were a couple miles north of the interstate and headed back easily. Tons of traffic, we could have figured out the mountain route but it was easier to do this. 

Doug took a big nap, I took a big walk. It looked like it would rain at any moment so I wanted to get this done. I may have figured out my 5k route for practice, basically if I add another block around and loop around that neighborhood that's another mile. 

I won't be doing that any time soon, though. It is supposed to get way up into the 90s and even 100s here. I'll be using the treadmill and taking it way easy inside. 

At the restaurant, they had slippers and PJ pants with dogs on them. I thought I got the picture of the slippers, but, I did get a picture of the PJ pants, thankfully. Digits below (things are wonky because I slept in, and then forgot to bring my meds with me for lunch time). 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Solo walk, 40 min/2 mi. 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

10am: 103
5:45pm: 150
10:30pm: 74

food & meds:

10am: jardiance + phentermine
11:30am: pb&j on multigrain seeded bread
2:30pm: weird buffet - slice of roast beef, some catfish, green beans, piece of fried chicken, mashed potatoes & beef gravy; 2 small pieces of pie products
3:45pm: met+glip
7pm: one cheeseburger over nice salad w/ some fries and bleu cheese dressing; white wine
8pm: bowl of sugar free carb smart vanilla ice cream w/black raspberries
9:30pm: met+glip

What The Dill-ey, Yo

It was supposed to pour down rain today, so we told Geoff not to mow the lawn. It did not pour, drizzle or even... do a thing at all. Dumb. I did look at a radar map, and everywhere around us seems to be raining. So maybe it'll take a turn this direction. Maybe it will dip south. Maybe. 

Geoff could have mowed every lawn in this end of town. 

I woke up around 8, surprised I slept through the night mostly. I did wake up at 4 but willed myself back to sleep without going down to the guest room. I only got up at 8 because I really had to pee. That willing myself back to sleep at 4 had its repercussions. 

It kind of sucks, I have a horrible headache and I'm majorly blah today. Considering it is the weekend and I don't have to work and I can have time not thinking about work. Very disappointing. 

This morning I walked out to the garden beds and investigated the growth. Hello little babies, hello nice tomato growing so nicely. Hello peppers. Hello little lettuces. I noticed the garden bed is actually very busy with ants, and I do not know if that as alright or super bad? Google told me both yes and no, so that was not helpful. 

Doug and I sat together for an incredibly long time. Usually I'm out there by myself but he is warming up to the space. Plus, it was nice and cool, not cold, not windy, not humid. Just right.

I came inside and watered all the inside plants which is a good chore. I usually do that during the big Friday meeting that we had last Friday but I sat on the couch and stared into space instead. I felt like harvesting some of our dill for a marinade, so I whipped up a super basic greek yogurt marinade I learned at the cooking school and set some chicken up to hang out in it.

I started to feel better around 4pm. Doug went out to mow the lawn, Geoff took miss Toffee for a walk. I went to the market because I wanted to make potato salad and grill some chicken. I love the potato salad recipe I make but it is a time investment. I managed to get a lot done at once, only slightly burned the bacon. And I should have used the whole bag of potatoes because it was so good (Geoff .... really liked it!) 

Walkies and steps, I went a route I haven't gone on in a while and it was a good trip. I was tired though. Still kind of meh. I hope I'm not coming down with something.

Anyway. Caught wind that there was an outage on the product we launched. Great. super. So happy. I am not on call and no one tapped me into the coverage. I hope they resolve it because it is still being stupid. And now I'm mad.

But my garden is nice. 

Digits below! 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  Solo walk, 30 min/1.5 mi. 11k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:15am: 111
4:15pm: 119
11pm: 110

food & meds:

8:15am: jardiance + phentermine
12pm: multigrain seeded bread toasted w/pb low sugar j
1pm: met+glip
7pm: big piece of chicken grilled in yogurt marinade, potato salad; white wine
7:30pm: met+glip