Part of me wants to jump up and down and do a little happy snoopy dance and sing "I'm on vacation.. I'm on vacation..."
The other part of me wants to scream and cry because I just lost another chunk of a tooth and it is killing me.
So I get to spend at least part of my vacation in the dentists office. Joy.
Plus, I have to think up something to write about for the next nine days.
It's a good thing that several things happened today so I can create a backlog. But I'm going to cut this short tonight so I can take some heavier drugs and try to get some sleep.
A report on grumpy me - *Forget about my husband; this is all about me. It's been a strange week of little things going wrong.* *A cap came off a tooth, a cap which can probably ...
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