An appointment.

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To bed at 6:30, to be up by 10:00.  Didn't like it, no choice.  SSA required the visit, missed the first if half because they work in squirrelly ways, in off hours, even days, without a regular place of business, and without a local number.  Really?  Anyway, I did make it.  Usually doctor equipment is wrong, the worse way.  When they work for the government it seems it is wrong the other way.  The scales were twenty pounds shy, and I'll wager the bp cup was fifty to seventy points shy.  Whatever, made it and done.

The drive was good.  A perfect winter day.  Clear sky, sunsmiles, clear roads, and weekend drivers (with it's pluses and minuses).  All in all just a good day to be out, even if still wanting, needing to be, in bed.  I did feed the girls before leaving.  Yeah, they hold grudges, more softly these days.  I believe it is bedtime again.  Oh, well, after stirring the sourdoughs, and cooling down from the trip.  Later.