Starting pretty much after I hung up the phone, my tooth started feeling remarkably better. I took some ibuprofen about 9 am and it, honestly, has not hurt since. But I can wiggle it a little with my finger and the space above it - I think where the gum meets the tooth - is still a little sensitive. And, while I am loathe to go to the dentist, I'm too embarrassed to call and cancel the appointment especially figuring the minute I do that, the tooth will turn on me and start hurting again and I'll have to call back for another appointment. So maybe I'll go in, he'll x-ray and look and say it's still night teeth grinding causing the pain so stop grinding my teeth at night. And I'll pay him $115 and leave a happy camper.
Chef Anita was here and my freezer is full of wonderfulness. She has a new client who needs 2 Tuesdays a month so she asked if I could move mine back a week so she won't be back here for an extra long time... :(. She did bring me 5 eggs direct from her chickens and 2 small, beautiful and delicious smelling king cakes!
I got all my errands done and remembered everything. Finally, I have little glider 'paws' on the bottom for table I use for this laptop so that it now glides across the carpet when I need to move it.
Zoey's wandering around kind of lost. I think she misses Anita. Having all that bustling in the kitchen and then nothing could tax a kitty brain.