The sun broke through the misty sky not that long ago, and so over an hour late according to the forecast. Incidently, the Met Office forecast predicted mist until after 9am. We may get full sunshine for a few hours, and then some sunny spells before it clouds over to give a dull and miserable day. The clouds could be black by 3pm, but at least the temperature should rise to 13° C from midday to sunset. Under a black sky that is definitely not t-shirt weather ! Tomorrow is not going to be as good as was forecast a day or two ago. Today the forecast says it will be a bit dull until 11am when we should hopefully get sunny spells. It could be 13° C, but it should warm up to 16° C, and that is definitely t-shirt weather even if most of the afternoon may only see sunny spells. At 6pm, just before the sun sets there could be full sunshine. The forecast a day or two said that there would be full sunshine from late morning. I wonder if tomorrow forecast will make tomorrow look even worse ?

  Yesterday was one of those days when the dull and horrible looking weather sapped any idea of doing anything useful, or almost anything at all. I did do a few things, but nothing that was that newsworthy. I might have more to say, when I get there, about my sleep than most of yesterday.

  I guess it is some sort of character flaw that makes me shut down for the whole day when confronted with a cold and grey morning.  I think I still managed to write a fair bit about the previous day, night, and the morning when I wrote yesterday, but it still didn't add up to much, and I finished writing unusually early. Maybe that was a good thing because I do seem to have forgotten how to make these pieces short and pithy.

  One of my closing remarks yesterday was that I had managed to have a poo, and was no longer technically constipated - which seemed the case when I first got up. I also mentioned that now I had "broken the seal" I would probably go more. I did, and it was soon after 11am. At that time I knew with 150% surety that I was no longer constipated, and it made taking the laxative tablets a bit earlier not only unnecessary, but possibly slightly dangerous (it was !).

  Apart from going to the toilet I spent ages laying on my bed moping, reading, and I think snoozing too. It may have been half an hour or more earlier when the first sunny spells happened. I should have got all excited, and gone for the possible walk I said I might consider, but by then the rot had set in.

  One unfortunate thing about being in that state of mind was that it was impossible to fight off the desire to eat - something I intended to do after my high blood glucose readings in the morning. I managed to reduce my desire to just two slices of cheese on toast for lunch. I used grated cheese, and when melted it loses all the air between the bits, and what was once a small pile ends up as a quite a thin layer of melted cheese - less than I thought might be just about OK.

  It was at least another hour before I actually started doing something useful....sort of. I returned to making the backlog of episodes of The Simpsons to be edited, to being a bit less. I had intended to just do a couple of episodes, and then watch the cleaned version (most importantly, no adverts in the middle). Instead I just pressed on doing the editing, and I think I had about 6 episodes edited and ready to archive.

  At 5pm it was time for some TV - an ancient episode of Star Trek: The original series (with Kirk, Spock, and Bones etc). Since my lunch I did have a very small amount of salted peanuts, but after 5pm I was feeling peckish again. I took a chance on what may seem like a stupid starter for my dinner. It was a high protein small tub of ice cream. I didn't check the small print for the exact nutritional values, but I believed it had a very low sugar content, and maybe it almost did.

  As 6pm approached, and the BBC 6 O'clock news, I felt it was time for real dinner. Originally I was going to have a calorie controlled ready meal, but before I could get that out of the fridge I noticed something else - some pork paté. I watched the BBC news while scooping paté out of the container with rice crackers. It was probably a low sugar dinner, and probably medium calories, but it was definitely weird as dinners go. It did the trick though, and I had no more for the rest of the evening.

  After the BBC news I watched Star Trek: Voyager - a medium OK episode, but nothing exciting. When that finished at 8pm there was nothing else I could find to watch, and I spent well over an hour reading stuff on the internet. Then I retired to bed and read from a book for maybe half an hour. I think it took a short while before I was fast asleep. I am happy to say that I had no added aches and pains, and no heartburn last night.

  I still woke every 2 or 3 hours to have a pee, but that hasn't been unusual for years now. It actually felt like I got a fair bit of quality sleep, but I couldn't have because I have been tempted to go back to bed several times since I got up. I expect I'll have a snooze when I finish writing. I did have quite a few dreams, and I can almost remember bits of several ones, but one one bit of dream is sort of interesting....I think.

  The dream was set in London, but the actually area is hard to say. For a bit of the dream I was on a bus that seemed to also be a boat. (must have been a river bus, but didn't feel right for that). As we travelled along I saw what I later knew to be the London Tidal Power Station. What I actually saw was quite a few large cylinders painted powder blue, and some painted a light green. They were evidently for water storage, and that water would presumably be let out via a turbine when the tide was out. That would be a good way of generating power, but the intriguing thing is how the water got in the cylinders - the tops of which were 30 to 50ft above the level of the river. The unexplained theory was that somehow the water managed to pump itself into the storage cylinders without using any external power. Which breaks every law of thermodynamics, but clever if you can do it.

  I had an extra impetus to get up at just gone 6am this morning. I was not obvious until I had been up for a few minutes. Yesterday's laxative tablets were most definitely doing their thing !!! I made two visits to the toilet - spaced a few minutes apart -  and I could then definitely say I was the exact opposite to constipated. A few minutes after that and I made another visit to the toilet, but that was mostly to finish emptying my bladder which had been part ignored while all the other action was taking place.

   After that I got on the scales and was most pleased to see that the extra kilogram I had put on over the last couple of days had gone ! I had expected it to be a case of water and poo retention, and it seemed my theory was as good as proved. My guts still seem to be in a state of turmoil, and I will not believe all had settled down for at least another few hours have passed with no more desires to rush to the toilet.

  My blood glucose readings were better this morning, but still not as low to be mostly complacent. I have had a double portion of instant noodles for breakfast because I was feeling very empty, but I should try and be careful about what I have for lunch. The Contour blood glucose meter read 8.7mmol/l. That is sort of high average, and so can be called OK. The GlucoRX meter read a tiny bit better at 8.6mmol/l. The Sinocare meter seemed to be up to it's old tricks of giving higher readings, and this morning it read 9.0mmol/l - just over the "pink line" (one less than the red danger line at 10.0mmol/l).

  What I want to do today is to go shopping in Aldi. I am definitely not going to go while there is a still a chance my guts are very volatile. It is not essential I go, and it won't matter if I don't.  By 1pm, maybe the sort of time I might have gone under other circumstances, but possibly the earliest I might feel like my bottom is safe, it will be getting very dull, and I may not want to go then anyway.

  If I don't go there is less temptation to eat newly bought stuff that I may buy on the spur of the moment because it is tempting. So not going could be a good thing. What I suspect I'll end up doing this afternoon is more video editing, top and tailing, plus advert removal, of more recordings of The Simpsons. Alternatively I suppose I should probably actually watch some of those recordings I have already edited. At least it will distract me from the probable depressing weather outside.