It’s like everywhere I turn, there’s a waiting room with my name on it. Eye doctor. Blood pressure doctor. Vet. Run to the nursing home. Run to the pharmacy.
And now it’s gonna be the dentist, too.
As I was eating breakfast today, one of the expensive and formidably time-consuming crowns fell off one of my molars. This will entail several trips to the dentist and many hours in the waiting room, exposed to daytime TV.
I don’t know how I’m ever going to finish my book. I really don’t.