I have been to the dentist. I am a bit of a wreck but that will pass shortly! It's so tempting to just let go and pass out on the dentist's floor, but there are too many hazards so I hung in there *g* Asher had left his togs in the car so I went over to school after the dentist. I stood in the foyer and damned if I couldn't see Asher's bag hanging on the hook. I had to pop my head into Finn's classroom, really embarrassed, and ask to borrow Finn! He found it for me. My own son's bag! OMG! He thought it was very amusing *huffs*

But the dental receptionist had made a mistake, I was meant to be there for an hour, swapping some old fillings for new. My dentist was totally embarrassed, and went very red! I said it was fine, and he said it wasn't - he he said he knows it's hard enough for me to even go in there, and he clearly hates people making mistakes. I told him not to feel bad, that I might have died right there on the chair if I'd stayed any longer anyway. He personally made my next appointment! I will go back on Wednesday after lunch.

And now I will clear out Christy's room, air it, paint the kitchen ceiling at last since I bought the paint yesterday, clear the front porch which is currently housing a table tennis table on its side, a huge canvas tent in a heap, some spare chairs I do NOT want in the house, a whole pile of sporty stuff and a humungous bale of hay. What a way to greet visitors. And damned if Steve didn't bring someone home last night for a while, before they went out to dinner. They're having a conference with the Five (a set up of post-WWII countries who temporarily trusted one another - NZ, Aussie, USA, Canada and the UK). There are only three reps from each country so he's enjoying that! It just happens to be here this year.

So. While I do those things, I will be thinking of Breathing Space. I'm not sure, now, where I'm going all the way with that. Watch this space *snort*