How odd.

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I must admit, I have been neither flossing nor brushing through this extended down time. As things get better, I begin my pseudo routine again. To my surprise, flossing was not an issue at all. My gums are not bleeding, though I seem to have one sore spot, but I think that is due to something specific not really related to brushing or flossing. I told the dentist, last time, that my checkup was so good because I use those plastic flat angled toothpicks. She laughed at the notion, probably all the way to the bank for those who believe her. Now, I brush once in a while when I am going out. I would like to do it several times each day (when I am going out), but unless things change I have little chance of that. I floss once in a while, mostly to check. I am still amazed at my teeth. Oh, and the other thing I do, I drink two gallons of whole milk a week. I do not completely buy that you are what you eat. Not in all cases. But in this case, probably. My bones are still... stronger than they have any real right to be and there is the teeth thing.

I just got up. Moving slow. I am still sore in the mornings and I have no idea why. The soreness, as a general rule, begins to clear in a few hours. Perhaps as I become more active this will solve itself. Already took my shower, and flossed and brushed. Getting out is looking more sure. I did put the beans and ham away yesterday, and the pot is soaking. A little of that to see me off, but just a bit, and I should be fine. Shopping, checking on and paying a few bills, sending a package which is way overdue, and then some more stuff here at home when I return. I might really get it done.

Good day.