Moving day is Sunday. (eeeeeek!)
Our house is a hive of activity, with contractors (who I've still not seen in action) scurrying around.
We're having our beautiful old oak floors "screened" and re-varnished. And we're having a new roof put on our (formerly) falling-down garage. Also, the caving-in steps are being replaced.
I've had a really weird head-thing going on since last Friday. First, it felt like someone was repeatedly poking a crayon through my skull. Not painful, but annoying. For the last few days, it has felt like a very deep bruise, and it is uncomfortable when I lean over. I've spoken to the advice nurse and an urgent care doctor at my health plan, but haven't managed to schedule and actual appointment. Remember that brain scan I had in the spring? Well, I can't remember if I actually wrote about the outcome, but I have some kind of cyst -- a pocket of excess spinal fluid in my temporal lobe.
I'm trying not to freak out, but I'm also not managing to be very productive at the moment.
I would really like to figure out how to unclench my jaw. I'm going to break a tooth at this rate.