Garlands

Well, yesterday’s appointment went well. I was home by ten thirty, which was nice, and I have scheduled the first appointment for what I need to be done. I was also right yesterday; I am going to tell you today what is going on. The appointment was with a dentist, and yesterday’s appointment was the first step in the journey to getting my bottom teeth taken care of. I will be going in on the Friday after Bouchercon to get the rest of the bottom teeth removed, the first step in a four appointment process to get a denture plate for the bottom. I am also getting a replacement for the top; they are fifteen years old. I’d hoped to have this done before Bouchercon, but given the length of the process, there wasn’t enough time. So, good news for fans of me looking like a hillbilly from the holler: I will still be missing my front two bottom teeth, which means smiling for pictures with my mouth closed (always fun) and being embarrassed when I remember to be. But this was one of the things I wanted to get taken care of this year–hearing aids being another–and I feel like I am finally adulting properly, if that makes any sense. So, hopefully by the end of the year I will have a new smile and be able to actually hear things. I’m just glad I finally found a dentist who agreed that this was the right step, rather than trying to sell me on upwards of twenty grand’s worth of implants, grafts, caps, bridges and fillings. I mean, there has been no point in my life where I would ever willingly agree to spend that much money on my mouth, let alone had that kind of money to be willing to spend.

Definitely an improvement; you could also call it an upgrade, I suppose. Thank you, health insurance (even though you aren’t covering much more than fifty percent of any of this).

And even more marvelously, after I got home from the dentist and did some chores, I sat down and revised the last two chapters of Mississippi River Mischief and wrote an epilogue. It’s done, until I get the edits back from my editor, and I am very happy. I finished two days earlier than it was due, as well, which made me feel good for beating a deadline for a change. I still have to get some edits and revisions finished on this other book I’ve been toiling over, but it shouldn’t be too difficult. I do need to reread the damned thing before I start trying to fix things, but I’m going to take a couple of well deserved days off from writing and enjoy this two-day turned in early respite from everything. I’m a bit groggy today. I didn’t sleep great Monday night and as such wasn’t really able to get caught up on my sleep last night. I slept well, but not completely awake yet this morning. I am really dependent on my coffee every morning…which is probably not a good thing.

But it feels good to have a good revision done of the book, one that I feel more confident about, at any rate. Maybe that helped me sleep last night, I don’t know. Since my memory is shot, I don’t remember if this is how I feel every time I turn a book in for editing; I would think I would remember this feeling of an enormous weight being lifted off my shoulders? I don’t know, but lately whenever I finish a book I feel like I’ve just run an emotional and intellectual marathon and I’m not only exhausted but also very relieved. I am looking forward to finishing edits on this other one, too, and then being able to dig into something new (well, already in progress but finally able to focus all my attention on them) and will also probably be a little bit disoriented for a couple of days. I cannot, absolutely cannot, allow myself to fall into a malaise like I always do when a book is finished and off my plate because there’s another one I need to finish and get off my plate.

AUGH.

And on that note, I’m heading into the spice mines. Have a lovely Wednesday!