This morning's early version of the forecast underestimated the amount of sunshine we seem to be getting. The clear, or clearish skies meant the temperature was only 5° C by my reckoning at 7am. It may only reach 13° C at best today. The latest revision to the forecast tells the bad news that we are due to lose the sunshine after 1pm, and the rest of this afternoon may be quite dull. Tomorrow may have a few hours of sunny spells in the morning, but more cloud will blot the sun out later.

 
   I spent a bit of time yesterday morning doing a bit of housework, but I can't say I busted a gut doing it. I merely did enough to make it look like the place was a bit clean and tidy provided you didn't look too closely in the corners ! I usually do some selected housework on a Thursday prior to a drinking session. Yesterday there was a very tiny, but finite chance that Angela might drop by, but of course she didn't.

  There could have been 5 of us if Angela had visited. There could have been 4 of us if Mark had decided to stay, but I think he wanted to get away from Jodie. From her slight change of attitude, I am guessing that Mark had given her a stiff lecture about her clutter filled flat, and her chronic hoarding of stuff. It sounds like she now admits there is a problem, and is at least considering taking some steps to try and reduce it. Whether she will or not remains to be seen.

  In the end it was just three of us - myself, Jodie and Michael - around the table, drinking beers. We had some very nice, and fairly strong Belgium beers yesterday. It was probably not the right thing to do, but I was drinking on an almost empty stomach. I had had a couple of fish burgers (big square fish fingers) for breakfast, but nothing after. I think I was a lot drunker than I realised at the end.

  The strange thing is that I still kept to my diet plan. After my high blood glucose reading in the morning I wanted to try and get it down. My dinner consisted of nothing more than soup. I can't remember if I had two cans or three, but I have a feeling it might have just been two cans. I am very certain that the last can was lentil soup, and I added a couple of chunks of cheese to it so I could see what it was like. As far as I can recall it was OK, but ultimately a waste of cheese.

  After that things get very hazy. I feel sure that I was in bed early, and that I quickly fell asleep, but I have no idea when that was. What I do know is that I woke up just before midnight thinking I had overslept because it was still dark outside. This was complete nonsense for the simple reason that I wanted to get up before dawn this morning. However I still seemed to act like I had had loads of sleep, and because of that it took 2 or 3 hours before I got back to sleep again.

  When I woke up just after 6am I knew I had to get up even though I felt terrible. I still felt very tired, and I was suffering from a hangover. Not exactly a painful hangover, but nonetheless a hangover. I also had very bad guts. It was another of those morning when I think back to how little I thought I had eaten, and so how come there could be so much to excrete. I went to the toilet about 4 times in the next 90 minutes before I set off to get my Covid booster jab.

  In the middle of all the doom and gloom there was the good news that my blood glucose had gone down as intended, and somehow despite the beer. This morning it was a rather wonderful 6.9mmol/l. That was the lowest this month. Taking a shower this morning was not quite good news. With the outside temperature just 5° C, and the bathroom window open, it was a bit chilly in the bathroom. Fortunately the water was nice and hot.
  Sunrise was at 7.53am this morning, and I took the picture above at 7.51am while walking through the park. The sun was rising on a fairly clear sky, and that clear sky was why we came very close to a frost this morning. I guess it was sort of nice walking through the park at this time of the morning. It would probably have been more exciting if it were still dark, but then I wouldn't have seen all the squirrels I saw. I suspect they are all having an afternoon nap, and most are not visible when I typically go through the park in the middle of the day, but I must have counted at least 8 by the time I crossed the bridge into the hospital.

  I arrived at the vaccination centre in the hospital a minute or two after 8am, and there were just 3 people ahead of me. The first nurse I saw asked if the full 6 months had passed since my last vaccination. I said yes minus 10 minutes ! That raised a small laugh. There was than at least a 15 minute wait before the process of getting my jab started. That process included a series of questions to answer about this that and the other. While I was waiting, and being questioned I noticed more and more nurses were still coming in. People arriving later probably had shorter waiting times.

  This morning was all about waiting. Having had my jab I asked if I could have a sticker, and explained that when I had the two jabs last spring I hadn't been able to get a sticker. The nurse who was doing the jab said I could take two ! There then followed a mandatory 15 minute wait - presumably to see if I keeled over and died. I decided to time this using the stopwatch function on my phone so I wouldn't have to wait a second longer before heading home. As I left I showed the reception nurse the stopwatch, and apologised that I was going to be leaving 6 seconds early !
  There had been a couple of time since leaving for the hospital, and while I was there, that I felt some mild discomfort from my gut, and it spurred me on to do a fairly fast walk home - just in case. Of course it was typical that absolutely nothing happened when I got home. The only discomfort from my gut was a rumble of hunger. The first thing I did was to cook some sausages. I thought I deserved a small treat after getting my blood glucose down so low.

  After eating my breakfast I wanted to lie down and have a snooze while the sun was shining through the windows. I lay on my bed for a good few hours, but I think I got very little sleep. In fact I didn't really realise I had got any sleep until I realised I had had a dream about my phone ringing. It must have been a dream because when I checked my phone there was no missed call on it.

  I still feel far from dynamic even now, and I am thinking along the lines of an afternoon snooze now. About the only thing I can imagine doing today is looking at three items that Mark brought over from Jodie's parent house. There are two old PC that need the hard disks cleaned or maybe even destroyed before getting rid of the PCs. One of the PCs doesn't look that old, and I may consider renovating it for no better reason than I can, but I think the other is probably just junk.

   The third item is an electric heater that seems dead as a doorstop despite being relatively new looking. I will attempt to diagnose what is wrong with it. "It could be just the fuse", but I am wary about that. If the fuse is blown there must be a reason for it. I think my suspicion falls on a built in time switch, not for blowing the fuse, but for it's contacts failing to close properly. Other than that I think I am going to practice being very lazy for the rest of the day. There is one other thing I might do though, and it is to order a takeaway for dinner tonight. I would really love something like a Chinese, but I ought to go for shish kebabs for the sake of my blood glucose level (just grilled meat and salad is actually very low sugar, and fairly low calories too).