It is cold and foggy out this morning. Right here on our street is a layer of wispy fog, made obvious by the pale sunlight filtering through. Red leaves and cobwebs. Frost on the grass. It's very, very pretty today.
You were right — the root canal was no problem! Of course, I did have IV sedation which my beloved dentist strongly recommended (she knows me), so I missed the whole thing (yay). I was nervous. The endodontist's chairs faced this huge wall of windows that were about six feet away from the most gorgeous stream, peppered with lazily swimming wild ducks and bordered by long grasses and small trees. This was a real stream, not a hallucinated stream. It was ridiculously beautiful. I felt a little sorry that I was going to miss it. Right before the drugs kicked in I said to the doctor, "Are they working?" and he said, "You tell me." I said, "No." He said, "So what do you do for a living?" I was about to say, "I wind skeins of lace-weight yarn so that people can knit tiny scarves for miniature polar bears," but instead I said, "I . . . ."
The next thing I knew, people were smiling at me and telling me it was over, and Andy was escorting me out the side door. An hour and a half had passed, but it had felt like about four minutes. As we walked out, I had a strong urge to sit down on a little patch of sopping wet grass in the parking lot and take a rest. Everyone thought that was a bad idea and I let them think that ('cause I'm cool like that) and instead clambered into the passenger's seat. Then I proceeded to sleep for about fourteen hours. There was a pumpkin milkshake and a small hamburger in there somewhere, and I think I watched Leap Year and Green Card, but mostly it was all a long, pleasant blur. I was plumb tuckered out by the past couple of weeks, during which I've spent many sleepless nights worrying over (the usual existential questions like) which tile to choose and whether or not to add wainscoting to things (yes). I had to get a root canal to catch a nap, apparently.
Today I have GOT to stop fooling around and get back to work. We are almost finished with the cutting of felt/bagging of beads and sequins/winding of yarn/packing of patterns part and about to start the actual kit assembly line part. Kits are all still going to go out as planned, by the first of November. Andy has a post for you. He's already styled and photographed his snack station, I know that.