a good number?

       MONDAY 1/13/2020--for the first time in (several?) weeks, I checked my blood sugar...Dr. Malinsky always asks about it...It's 113, which ain't bad, judging from my online research...Cautiously, I'll say that it's a good day so far, early though it is...but I bet I spoke too soon...
     The problem with practicing on Sunday is that it kinda feels like I didn't exactly have a complete weekend...even though I'm retired (at this point) and  have all day to do stuff, I still feel like I need more weekend...
  10:44AM--the appointment with Malinsky went well enough...after which, I stopped at Aldi's Germantown to double check the "we're hiring" idea...I think they are...then I stopped at Aldi G-burg...not so sure that THEY are hiring, but I did get some groceries...I didn't read the pizza box before I bought the pizza--it's NOT microwaveable...hopefully I won't make that mistake again...
5PM--I'll have the pizza for Dinner tomorrow probably...I might need some help preparing it...myfinger hurts where I pricked it to draw blood this morning...oh well...
     I've sorta kinda almost grown used to the idea of not having any kind of "romantic" relationship with a woman other than my ex-wife--I think...but not being able to have a "physical" relationship with, er, uh, myself saddens me considerably...I mean a LOT...in about four months I'll turn 65 years old...man, that really sucks...as far as I know, there aren't any women out there who have a crush on me the way I seem to have a crush on so many of them...besides I know what I look like...and even if there are/were, how could that ever possibly happen? I strongly suspect Dianne's heart would be crushed...and the woman in question would ultimately be disappointed with me, on a "physical" level...