Two weeks ago I “glitched” and missed posting because I was working late to hit my payroll deadline. Tonight is more of the same, with a re-listen for the 9,831,573th time to “Hamilton.”
And suddenly it’s 23:35. Isn’t there something else I need to get done?
And, of course, let’s not forget the emergency return visit to the dentist because a big chunk of the temporary crown I have (following three root canals and oral surgery) decided today was the day to fall off, snap in two, and leave a gaping hole in my head.
It fell off when I was eating a freaking banana! Nuts? Cereal? Caramel? Steak? All of the things I’ve been told not to eat with a temporary crown for weeks and weeks? None of them were my downfall, but a freaking banana caused a warp core breach in my mouth.
I figured Karma owed me one, so I bought lottery tickets from the liquor store next to the dentist’s office. We’ll see how that works out.
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