Tuesday could have started better.
It wasn't bad at first, waking from a dream that featured a Mondrian kinetic sculpture, and waking to a day already in the mid-40s F, and promising near 60 later on. My blood sugar wasn't too bad today, either, after a way high day yesterday--which is always upsetting because I don't know exactly why the readings are higher than usual, even much higher. I got my potatoes in the oven this morning, before they went actually green... Then I opened the box that came for Charlie, a Christmas present... Sign in to see full entry.