In which I bitch about... nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Y'ever have one of those days where you've got tons of shit to do, appointments to go to, errands to run, so you carefully plan everything out down to the minute to get it all done... and then everything goes according to plan?  Yeah, me neither, until today.  Today was magic.  I'm seriously regretting not buying a lottery ticket, because hot damn.

I even had a dentist appointment, my first one in at least four years (shut up, you're no better)(and I brush religiously)(and floss agnostically)(though I'm trying to convert), and even though they had to take a shit-ton of x-rays and the cleaning was just as much jabby, bleeding fun as ever, there was absolutely nothing wrong with my teeth.  And the hygienist said my gums look the best they ever have (yes, I have been going to this dentist for many years, and yes, I have memorable gums... long story).

So, yeah, I usually use this time and space to bitch about my day but, alas... bitch-free day.  I am in total awe.  And a little worried about tomorrow.