Getting out of my own way

Having these two dogs is chaos. They play hard, loud, and rough for a long time every morning. Dahlia barks in our faces, and we do not know what she wants. She's loud and annoying. I mean, she's cute and shit, and when she's not barking in my face I like her a lot, but. 

I have to figure her out. What the hell do you want, you noisy monster? 

Spending time with her makes me love and appreciate Toffee so damn much. She barks when WE are doing something like getting a leash out to let us know how psyched she is. She doesn't bark out in the yard. She doesn't bark for no reason. If she wants to go out, she stands next to the door and looks at us. Silently.

And she sleeps a lot. She has a lot of energy in tiny bursts and then is done. 

At one point today she was so over Dahlia's bullshit. She got up on the couch with me like "mom. please. Make her stop." 

I said, I feel you, girl, I feel you. 

Around 1pm, I also was over the bullshit and told Doug that I was going to get a nice loaf of crusty bread to go with the nice pork & bean soup he cheffed up, and also go to the gym. I'd been threatening to go to the gym for days. So. Why not? Gym is next to market. Do it. 

The Bills/Broncos game was on TV and by the time I got over to the gym it was the 2nd quarter. I watched that and in total, it was a half hour on the treadmill. The market was not crowded, I found the oaf of crusty bread that I wanted and thought, heck. I need some bloodwork done and the lab is now open on weekends. 

I went over, but didn't have my ID card for the insurance on me so the girl would not do the blood draw. 

"We're open until 5," she said. I told her I didn't think that I'd be back, because once I get back in the house, I'm back in the house. 

I got home, dropped the crusty bread off and said "ya know... Chris. Why? Why don't you just grab your insurance card and go back. It is a mile and a half away. Go. Do it." 

For those of you who know me well, you know that I can't get out of my own way sometimes. And I procrastinate, delay, obfuscate, and make excuses. 

I didn't make any new years resolutions but. Why don't I just say it now that I need to do a better job of just doing shit I need to do. 

I went back, with my card. The girl was surprised to see me back, and I told her yeah ... I need to do better. I need to not put things off that I can just do. Highlight of doing this on a Sunday is there was zero traffic on the huge main thoroughfare I have to deal with. No one else was there, so I was in and out. 

It was actually a real delight. 

Here are some pictures. Digits below. Ignore the dust under the table. 

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Gym treadmill, 30 min/1.39 miles; 10,300+steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8:30am: 156
4:30pm: 182
9:30pm: 198

food:

coffee/water
11:30am: Metformin; bowl of mac & cheese w/chili & spicy queso added
5pm: high noon seltzer
5:30pm: bowl of pork & bean soup w/ crusty bread; metformin+jardiance
2 more high noon seltzers