Sunday night.
Sigh.
I left work early on Friday afternoon as I had a dental appointment. The hygienist was a miracle worker named Laurie (or maybe it was Lori?). She managed to clean my teeth as if I were a hippo and she was one of those little birds that clean its teeth. Which is a compliment to her and a dig at me.
I only gagged a couple of times.
After that ordeal was over she dragged me over to the area where I could get an x-ray or three. She put that little blanket on me and told me to bite down on this implement designed to torture my mouth. I gagged like nobody's business, but she got her pictures. The last x-ray, I wretched, and nearly vomited on myself.
I got home around 4:15. Picked up Patricia at the bus stop around 5. Went downstairs to my recliner and promptly slept the night away.
Saturday I got up and drove to the Valley to continue to deal with the issue I have been dealing with down there in recent months. I will tell you about it soon, but many of you know anyway. I stayed the night and returned early this afternoon. I had brought back a computer desk so we had fun dragging the pieces out of the car and lugging them upstairs.
Newbie was very glad to see me. At one point, he curled up next to me on the couch and all but fell asleep. Little guy.
Weekend is over, again. Back to reality tomorrow.
And, I will try to write something tomorrow, if only to prove to you I can write a blog post two days in a row.
See you then.
Bevboy
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