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I wound myself up with far to much stress yesterday. I managed to face a few things i was worried about, but i've built the quarterly report into a monster. I think, though, that a great deal of yesterday's hyperstress was hormonal, and that i should be able to face things on Monday (or earlier). I left work early to go to the dentist, and despite a few hours left in the day, didn't return after. It seemed more honest to plead sick.

I have decided, after much wondering whether i should go to a dentist who has a hygienist to perform cleanings, that i am satisfied with the dentist's cleanings. She managed to be extremely gentle, knowing of the discomfort i was in. ( Sensitive mouth. )

My dentist did notice from my face (all she could see, sitting behind the high reception counter) that i'd lost weight, which surprised me a little. ( Long comments about my weight, stress, eating. )

After visiting the dentist, while still feeling wound up over the work day, and worried that my mouth was going to become so ulcerated i could only eat soft foods again, I watched another couple hours of "Cornwall Exposure" (British sitcom Doc Martin) and went for a sunset walk with Christine out in the baylands. We took care of our cats and a neighbor's cats, ate our dinner, watched a documentary on submarine disasters, and i fell asleep before 9 pm.

I'm feeling decidedly better this morning: while i woke early, i think i stayed relaxed. I've smiled at Christine and the cats sleeping near me, cosy communion this cool morning. I feel brighter and lighter and far more hopeful. Is it simply the weekend? (When that brings Christine's departure closer?) Or balancing of hormones (i feel like my body was holding its breath much of last week)?

I'm off to the farmers market in a little bit. We bought organic, hand shelled, dried beans at $8/lb last time we were there, and made up some of them yesterday. They did have a rather different taste than the beans we're used to, pleasantly so. But yikes!