I had quite the day today. It started off with a traumatic incident during my morning shower. I grabbed my washcloth, then thought "that's a rather large fuzzy". It wasn't a fuzzy. It was a baby millipede, sent from hell to send me scurrying out of the shower in a panic after flinging the offending cloth to the bottom of the tub. I managed to vanquish my foe with little effort and minimal screaming and dancing in place, by scooping it up in the cats' water dish and sending back to the hell from whence it came via the toilet.
My costochondritis has gotten worse vs better, so I called my doctor this morning and went for a chest x-ray this afternoon. They also prescribed stronger meds for me. I should hear the results tonight.
At least I had a productive day at work. I caught up on all my reports and also finished the rough draft of Chapter 29 of The Hollow Hills Now I have dinner cooking and am finally catching up on my internet stuffs