More New Teeth
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thepnutgalleryWoke up around 2, sweating, and couldn't get back to sleep. And my indigestion started acting up again. Alternated laying there with my eyes closed, wondering what happened to my life, and petting Lady Miss Friday.
I don't have a ton of work these days, so I was originally going to try to just head off to the dentist appointment after I finished my work and hope no one noticed. I thought better of it by the time I got it, and instead said it *should* take my lunch hour, but could I work late if it went too long. Just in case it ended up going for several hours or something, really. Luck favors the prepared, you know. It's a good thing I decided that, because not only was Kathy out sick, but a TON of Thursday's mail didn't get distributed. I knocked it all out before I had to go, and before I even started getting sleepy.
The dentist was super quick - the whole procedure took under an hour, but with travel time I ended up stayed about a half hour later at work. I'm fine with this, as it's not like I've got anything pressing to do at home. I updated my journal and started on today's entry, but still found myself with too much time to kill. Still no word from either of the Fed jobs I applied to, and nothing promising on the boards. This is arguably good, because if I'd gotten a job when I started looking, I'd probably have lost it by now. But I think I'm done falling right now, so it would be appropriate to start something new. Scrolling FB, I saw one of my friend's raising money for his hospital stay. My bank account is hemorrhaging right now, but I still contribute *something* to most causes.
Back at home, I replenished the food and water dishes for the various critters and sat down on the couch. FHA asked if I was going to cheer him on at Mo's, but I figured I'd be snappish the whole time so I declined. I was just getting ready for bed at all of 8:45 when Tim texted me that he was ready with Pupple. He'd mentioned coming by because he was picking up Tami later and I totally forgot. I was still snappish, but it wasn't the worst time and we managed to have a decent discussion. I tapped out around 10:30, but said he could stay as long as he needed before Tami's plane got in. Considered taking a sleeping pill but decided to save it for when I woke up in the middle of the night instead.
I don't have a ton of work these days, so I was originally going to try to just head off to the dentist appointment after I finished my work and hope no one noticed. I thought better of it by the time I got it, and instead said it *should* take my lunch hour, but could I work late if it went too long. Just in case it ended up going for several hours or something, really. Luck favors the prepared, you know. It's a good thing I decided that, because not only was Kathy out sick, but a TON of Thursday's mail didn't get distributed. I knocked it all out before I had to go, and before I even started getting sleepy.
The dentist was super quick - the whole procedure took under an hour, but with travel time I ended up stayed about a half hour later at work. I'm fine with this, as it's not like I've got anything pressing to do at home. I updated my journal and started on today's entry, but still found myself with too much time to kill. Still no word from either of the Fed jobs I applied to, and nothing promising on the boards. This is arguably good, because if I'd gotten a job when I started looking, I'd probably have lost it by now. But I think I'm done falling right now, so it would be appropriate to start something new. Scrolling FB, I saw one of my friend's raising money for his hospital stay. My bank account is hemorrhaging right now, but I still contribute *something* to most causes.
Back at home, I replenished the food and water dishes for the various critters and sat down on the couch. FHA asked if I was going to cheer him on at Mo's, but I figured I'd be snappish the whole time so I declined. I was just getting ready for bed at all of 8:45 when Tim texted me that he was ready with Pupple. He'd mentioned coming by because he was picking up Tami later and I totally forgot. I was still snappish, but it wasn't the worst time and we managed to have a decent discussion. I tapped out around 10:30, but said he could stay as long as he needed before Tami's plane got in. Considered taking a sleeping pill but decided to save it for when I woke up in the middle of the night instead.
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