It's the beginning of the week for me...

Long week was long, and now I get to start my work week.

I am paying for going to sleep late multiple nights in a row. Monday was due to work, Tuesday was cooking day prep followed by Capricornucopia prep, Wednesday was cooking day, and yesterday I forced myself to post the promised entry about said cooking day after getting a very late start to Ottawa.

Now I am so tired I keep threatening to fall asleep over my keyboard, and it's just past 19:30. Four more days of work, then I get to go home and do some more running around. Capricornucopia prep is the big thing next week. Then Capricornucopia itself on Saturday, watching Bean solo on Sunday morning while pdaughter goes to class, then driving back to Ottawa in the afternoon to start another work week. Somewhere in there I'll need to do some housecleaning and laundry, though no cooking, thank God. ;)

I don't know. The more productive I try to be, the more it seems like I'm not doing enough. At least when I was procrastinating I had an excuse for why shit wasn't getting done. Now that I'm trying, and trying hard, I'm still failing.

In other news, I went to the dentist this morning after being a bad, bad dental patient and not going for two and a half years. I paid the price for it, though, as the dentist uttered the words "root canal" at me. It's not a done deal, we're going to try to repair the offending tooth with a plain old filling first, since I'm not in any actual pain (yet). Apparently, since I have a very good regime of personal oral hygiene, it means that the bacteria in my mouth are extra super-duper powerful, to cause this much damage in so little time. Um, yay? IDK, maybe when the apocalypse comes I can rule the earth with my pet ultra-powerful bacteria or something. :P

The verdict is that I need to step up the oral hygiene. Floss twice a day, use mouthwash twice a day, brush after every meal/snack when at all possible. Otherwise I'm looking at a mouthful of tooth decay. After 30 years of having dentists tell me what awesome teeth I had, this is a hell of a blow to the ego. Going to the dentist used to be a bit of a boost to my morale, but mutant bacteria have done away with that. Alas.

So the next few months are going to be filled with visits to the dentist's office. Huzzah. At least I got the snafu with my insurance sorted out. When I gave my card to the receptionist with my information, it didn't work when she tried to run it through the system. Turns out, when I got my permanent position at work, my insurance policy was cancelled and then replaced with another. Unbeknownst to me, I was actually uninsured for three months (even though my employment was never interrupted and I paid the damned insurance premiums the entire time!), but that ended mid-December. Anyway, I was able to get my new policy numbers fairly easily, which was a relief, but I am unimpressed at my job and their really annoying red tape and ridiculous guidelines that seem designed to screw over employees.

On the work front, I've been given a pretty big project at work which should take up a fair bit of my time and brain processing power (what little there is of it). I'm basically tasked, along with another operator, to entirely re-vamp the office's standard operating procedures. We'll be updating them and making them all accessible electronically. Right now they're a jumbled mess of paper, outdated and often badly written. It'll be a nice challenge for me, and it's always a good way to learn the ins and outs of the work itself, far more so than simply taking notes and trying to remember it all on my own. I've always learned better by applying my knowledge.

So that was my incredibly exciting day. Work and dental work. I have a couple of fandom-related emails to send out, and I'm going to try to stay awake long enough to finish the latest episode of Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., which I've been watching from the beginning (though I'm not enjoying it nearly as much as I want to).