I Really Wonder Why......

I really have no idea why but I seem to get much more nostalgic in the Fall than any other time of year.  I think it's the smell of burning leaves.  I kid you not....it can throw me into a long ago memory in nothing flat!  It's just so strange because I always loved spring so much...and definitely loved summer because that meant swimming at the neighborhood pool (when we lived in the city).  

The Beast was really suffering today with the eye/headache thing.  I made him take some aspirin and go lay down for a nap.  He felt so bad he didn't even go to church tonight.  He must have gotten under the shower three times today, hoping the hot water would make him feel better.  He let it run down over his face but nothing seemed to help.  I told him he needs to get in and see the doctor because it's beginning to sound like he has another sinus infection starting up.  That kind of shook him up.  He remembers the last one he had.  That's also when he found out he had a deviated septum from a broken nose when he was a kid.  It was never set correctly.  Another thing he owes his jerk of a father.  

I felt good today but I monitored my blood sugar more than usual.  I have to talk to the doctor because it seems that, even if I am eating correctly, taking the meds like they are prescribed is making my blood sugar drop drastically.  It's why I have been so damn tired.  I only took one round of meds and felt more normal.  My blood sugar was more normal, too.  I definitely need to talk to the doc.

Mustachio is starting the move into his new place tomorrow (today?).  He's going to load up his car with a lot of what he calls *little stuff* and start moving it in.  I am assuming he also means groceries.  He says he has  plenty of boxes.  Then, on Monday or Tuesday, he will finish the move.  He says he will have plenty of help.  I sure hope so.  Sometimes, people disappoint because they have to work during the week.

I made my potato soup today.  It turned out fantastic.  I found out that Carol had tried out my recipe for it and ate it for four or five days.  Her hubby just kind of *snacked* on it because he doesn't think of soup as a meal.  He's like a lot of men that way.  But both Carol and I can eat soup with crackers or some buttered bread and it's a meal to us.  LOL!!

Time for bed.  It's very, very late.  I slept earlier but I am tired again now.  Love you all.  Have a great Friday.  ***Hugs***