My root canal, while not something I'd recommend, was (Almost) no big...guess I was luckily to get a special dentist that just...canals roots all day, or whatever.Nicest guy--not at all the freak I was prepared to meet. Poor Tim!

Consuela, I'm glad you're getting him moved if that's what he needs. But what a PITA everything is.

Yeah, that sounds like a huge pain, Consuela. (Which is why I was bugging my mom at Christmas about moving--they've been in their place 30 years now. It's packed full. And mom was like "it just seems like so monumental a task..." and I'm like "...it's not going to get any EASIER? And what if god forbid, you die before dad??")

I just did my taxes! I feel so fucking adult. I also played with a baby, made a dinner from scratch (well, Blue Apron scratch) and am about to finish some laundry. If I can just drag myself to the gym I will have adulted all over the fucking place.

Consuela, that's a lot to deal with. Good luck on the dad-move.

We are attempting to let ltc sleep in the crib at bed time tonight. I'm feeling a little ill about it, and we haven't even put her to sleep yet.

We moved Peanut into her room/crib Friday night. She adjusted like a champ, so I have faith ltc will, too. (I may or may not have been a total wreck Friday night. Okay, I totally was. So, sympathy on that if you are too.)

Also, I went to a whiskey and cookie exchange (well, a whiskey exchange and a cookie exchange, one was not traded for the other) yesterday, which was fun. I brought the deathcrack brownies that my sister had made at Christmas. Sadly, was not super impressed by the cookies that were brought, though one guy had macaroons (the coconut kind) that he had flavored with lemongrass, ginger, and Thai chilies, which were really interesting. The whiskey exchange seemed fun (everyone brought one bottle, and went home with 12 little 2 oz bottles).

...I am still not at the gym.

We moved Peanut into her room/crib Friday night. She adjusted like a champ, so I have faith ltc will, too. (I may or may not have been a total wreck Friday night. Okay, I totally was. So, sympathy on that if you are too.)

Thanks. So far she woke up once with a diaper. I really wasn't expecting to be this much of a wreck. Stress eating chips.

I'm sorry, Consuela, that's hard. I hope the move goes as smoothly as possible, and that you get a chance to take some time to take care of yourself too.

Thanks, all. My sister is taking the day off to help, which is great. I predict we may end up getting cocktails somewhere...

Ugh. Consuela, I'm sorry about your dad. I hope memory care is what you (and he!) need it to be.

I must go to bed. But I have a letter of rec to write. DO not want to.

While I'm complaining, I cannot figure out how to download Great British Bake Off, Seasons 2, 3, 4. I'm losing my mind even trying. WTF is wrong with me.

Kat, the only place I found them was at the bay of pirates. If you have a Mac, Transmission is pretty good for aheming. Otherwise, they are also supposed to be on YouTube...