I hope you'll feel better tomorrow
@Annb , sounds like a rubbish day.
Yesterday I made 3 days worth of zuurkoolstamppot (sauerkraut mixed with cauliflower mash and things like mustard, Branston pickles (I can go wild on it now I finally got my ferry tickets booked for October), a stock cube, a generous knob of butter, and some leftover cream cheese.
Served with rookworst and zuurkoolspek, the latter both traditionally boiled and fried after boiling.
My head felt very full from all the goings on with people yesterday, so I decided to spend the night in my garden and finally finish my book. ('In the lives of puppets' by T.J. Klune, I liked it!)
Being outside always makes for less noise in my head, despite mosquitoes and flies trying to compensate with their own noise.
Today diabetes behaved oddly, I don't mind spending most of my time in the 4's but I didn't understand either. The answer came late today, it was one of those surprise periods you get at 47. Until a year ago, this was standard the day before, but things have been unpredictable since.
Astrid invited me for another barbecue at 8 pm, so I tried to borrow Tales bike and tyre pump. Pump didn't fit, saddle was too high, tyres were too soft, bike was in a high gear not suitable for trying in the garden. Never mind, it's just skin, nothing worse.

And nobody saw my stupid action!
Walked to Astrid's place with the bike where we fixed tyres and saddle height with the right equipment. I had a pear flavoured ice lolly (11 carbs) on the way, which was brilliant for both mood and bg.
Had a tasty and very diabetes friendly barbecue.
And then picked a fight with Astrid and Tale. My arm that isn't functioning well is something that bothers me, and I'm trying to get to terms with this. They said some things that landed completely wrong with me (yay upcoming period and being unreasonable on top of being right.

).
I walked away for ten minutes before deciding that not having tobacco or anything to monitor my bg was a bad idea, so I went back and asked Tale if I could borrow his electric bike for half an hour. No problem, so I took a bit of water melon to nudge up my bg a little and rode to our swimming spot for a late night swim in the almost dark to try and get rid of my frustration.
It helped a little, Astrid and I had some more not too friendly words before deciding we basically agreed, Tale left before that, utterly unhappy.
First time I had something like this happen with either of them. No problem with Astrid, she's clearly used to clashing, talking it through, and solving. Tale, not so much, l sent him a friendly text message to apologise when I got home.
The plan for tomorrow is to have a swim with Astrid in the morning, and a swim with the three of us in salt water when Tale is back from work. Hopefully this will clear up his mind as well.