I have to go back into the dentist today. Yesterday that site seemed just lovely. Not that I've actually looked at it or anything. But hardly any discomfort at all.
This morning it seemed a bit more sensitive and so I looked in there and it's not looking entirely great to me.
I will spare you details.
And I am going in at 1:00 and no, they don't you Xanax for that. Well, I didn't ask.
And I'm supposed to take care of the boys this afternoon AND my new sheets suck AND of course the anxiety is screaming at me saying, "See! I told you! I told you that you should be worrying about everything in the world!"
I'm so tired of myself. I can't even tell you.