I took a nap this afternoon and I rarely do. My head hurt and between the state of the universe and the nation, and the kind of overwhelm of everything with work and life, I just didn't want to do anything.
No boxes packed, hardly any work done. No walk. That's okay. Some days you feel this way and take it easy.
Our closing is 1pm tomorrow, walk through is at noon. We are planning on bringing stuff up to the house with us, and we have to go to the electric company in person to set up the electric service. It's wild in this the year of our Lord 2025 that one cannot submit an application online, or call a phone number. We have to go in person. They are open until 4pm.
So tomorrow's the big day. Your girl needs some more sleep. I'll probably wake up at 3 am and be awake, again. Maybe that's when I'll pack some boxes.
At work today, my work bestie reminded me of the Smithsonian Zoo Panda Cam, and there was a panda way high up in a tree so we worried for it. Why are you up so high! What if you fall! It seemed content, and it took a nap. Another panda was in the panda house just lounging around. I told her, Oh, to be this panda.
Indeed. Oh to be this panda.
Digits below.
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. No walk. 4500+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
8am: 130
4:30pm: 109
11pm: 186
food & meds:
8am: jardiance+phentermine
11:45am: 2 good yogurt+granola bar
1pm: met+glip
4:30pm: ramekin of mixed nuts
6pm: 2 hotdogs with buns, and some coleslaw, some macaroni salad, some chickpea salad
white wine
8pm: peaches & vanilla ice cream
9:30pm: met+glip
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