Feb. 14th, 2014

Whoops...

Feb. 14th, 2014 02:53 pm
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It's only twenty-four hours since that nice Dr Holder was digging out the innards of my tooth, poking through into the unnumb gum and crying "Aha!" when I flinched. I am loaded up with antibiotics and major painkillers, and my plans for the day were focused around lying on the couch reading Kathy Reichs while cats draped themselves artistically upon my supine form.

...Only then my day began with the realisation that we had no gushy fudz for the boys' breakfast, so there was a trip to the store before coffee, even, before meds; and then there was a check that had to go to the bank, and books that had to go back to the library, and if I don't produce something nice for dinner today of all days then frankly I'm not doing my job, and...

So I clocked up 13,333 metered Fitbit steps before lunch, and I guess that counts as overdoing it somewhat, 'cos I feel rotten now. And I still have much to do. Ingredients do not a dinner make, not by themselves...

Even so. We're having an hour, at any rate, the couch and I. With a pot of green tea (as I've run out of white), and as many cats as care to forgather there.

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