*Megan* tuesday the 8th
So last night at about 3am I sat straight up in bed suddenly with the thought "July 8th isn't Tuesday."
Apparently my mental calendar has been off by a few days, and only on the eve of my dental appointment did I realize this in time to wander out into the parking lot in my pajamas to fetch the Michael Pollan book that I had scribbled the real appointment date and time in about a month ago. This is lucky though, because the appointment was scheduled to happen five hours after my sudden exit of sleep.
What I do find odd, still, is that although my brain was set on thinking the appointment was for Tuesday, the 8th of July, it was actually for Thursday the 6th of July. There are no overlaps here, I made up both the day and date, and kind of both over again since that combination doesn't exist this year, but why?
Also I've been wondering lately if cats ever feel bad about people never purring.
But back to the dental thing. It's official today, so I figured I'd note it somewhere, but since no one really cares about things like this I figured I'd hold off on the huge druken party and just post about it:
I'm getting braces.
Yep, like an adolescent who's unusually old, I'll soon be able to pick which color I want certain parts of my teeth to be. They're going to "slim" some of the back ones down too, so yes! more dental surgery. My cup runeth over.
Apparently my mental calendar has been off by a few days, and only on the eve of my dental appointment did I realize this in time to wander out into the parking lot in my pajamas to fetch the Michael Pollan book that I had scribbled the real appointment date and time in about a month ago. This is lucky though, because the appointment was scheduled to happen five hours after my sudden exit of sleep.
What I do find odd, still, is that although my brain was set on thinking the appointment was for Tuesday, the 8th of July, it was actually for Thursday the 6th of July. There are no overlaps here, I made up both the day and date, and kind of both over again since that combination doesn't exist this year, but why?
Also I've been wondering lately if cats ever feel bad about people never purring.
But back to the dental thing. It's official today, so I figured I'd note it somewhere, but since no one really cares about things like this I figured I'd hold off on the huge druken party and just post about it:
I'm getting braces.
Yep, like an adolescent who's unusually old, I'll soon be able to pick which color I want certain parts of my teeth to be. They're going to "slim" some of the back ones down too, so yes! more dental surgery. My cup runeth over.