I lost the better part of the morning on a venture to a medical lab with a family member who does not drive; it was entirely not his fault that the paperwork was wrong and they would not take the sample for the test. We got that in writing, so that should stimulate someone to get the right paperwork next time.

The better part of the afternoon disappeared into a dental appointment. I was anticipating undergoing root canal; I was hit with two such procedures. I am not certain whether the effects have been more severe on my mouth or my wallet.

When I returned home, several people asked if I was all right. I responded that I thought I was, or at least that I was as all right as one can expect to be after getting root canal. One of my son’s more insightful friends asked if that was actually what happened, or it that was an expression of how I felt. I’m going to have to remember that line; it will fit in a book somewhere, I’m sure.

The upshot of this is that I am sore and exhausted, and thinking that the best plan for me tonight, particularly as I do not have any additional errands, is to go to bed, get some rest, and start fresh tomorrow. I notice that there are more forum posts than I can reasonably address in a brief time, and while I would like to wade into these, it’s not practical tonight.

I do have to do laundry, put away dinner (thanks to a houseguest who cooked for me tonight), and post to the Corinthians list (several have joined in recent weeks), but I think I can put play off to tomorrow in favor of recuperative rest.

–M. J. Young