I woke up after not quite enough sleep yet again, started writing morning pages and abandoned them after one page because I didn’t feel like thinking about things anymore. Instead I skipped the rest of my morning routine as well and had a lovely breakfast all alone with a book.
I found that I was almost running out of yarn for the mystery shawl, ordered a new ball of the bright pink and went off to the dentist to get two fillings. It all went very well even though the assistant was a bit over-enthusiastic and slightly too cheerful for my taste. She even patted my shoulder when the doctor gave me anesthesia, brr. I don’t like being touched by total strangers, thank you very much. And yeah, I get that it was supposed to be soothing and reassuring but it just made me resentful and didn’t even distract me from the pain of the injection.
The whole thing was quick and painless. My latest experience with fillings had been more along the line of root canals and crowns so this was pretty tame. I did get praised for being brave which I found weird as well. But, as I said, I’m sure they meant well.
I walked home via the health food store for some soothing chocolate.
Back home my husband hadn’t really started making pizza yet which meant I could finally do the breakfast dishes.
Then I did help a bit with the salad and putting stuff on the pizza. We ate rather late. My cheek and tongue were still mostly numb but I ate very, very carefully. And promptly ended up with a swollen lip. On the other hand my cheek stayed numb until 4.30 and that would have been way too late for lunch. I was hungry hours earlier. Pizza was very good:
My husband also insisted that I show you this picture of the vegetarian version:
The plan was to clean the house in the afternoon and do all the things but, well, I sat around instead.
The boy showed up rather late as well, he ate lunch around 5 or so. The we decided to do bodyweight training first, then he would take a shower and then it would be ‚Doctor Who‘, potato chips and ice cream. I even had a beer to celebrate the season final.
I don’t know, I really wanted to love that episode but it did keep dragging. Pity.
I then started procrastinating doing all the dishes and getting ready for bed in earnest. I started writing this post, did the dishes and went to bed.
And now I have to hurry, the boy and I want to go look at airplanes and I need to take a shower before that.
So off I go to the last weekend of summer break 2024!
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