sleeping habits I didn't sleep nearly as long as I did yesterday and that gave me a better start on the day. Oh, I know that I talk about my sleeping habits on an almost daily basis, but it really does have a big impact on how the rest of my day will be. I mean today was so much more productive than yesterday and I know that it has to do with the amount of sleep that I got. Of course ever since I was little, people have have been telling me that sleep is important, but that doesn't mean that I listened. The idea of not spending money wasn't as hard to take today. Instead of spending money, I did what I usually do when I don't go out of the house. I cleaned. Like I always do when I clean I made a mess, but I did manage to reclaim my kitchen table once more. For months it had lingered beneath piles of old mail, magazines and books. Now I can actually see that the surface is made of wood and not paper. As to how long it stays that way is beyond me. After I was done with the cleaning I took care of a few other chores that I had been avoiding for some time now. The first of the neglected tasks was that I finally made an appointment with the dentist. It has been years since I went to a dentist and that would be fine except that I fear that my teeth are drifting. Yes, I can observe plate tectonics within the confines of my mouth. A rogue wisdom tooth that wasn't pulled with the other three years ago has surfaced and is bullying his way forward with unkind results. Oh, I knew that this might happen, but the tooth hadn't fully broken through the surface until two years ago. Before that happened my teeth were close to where they had been after the braces came off in high school. Now all of that work and suffering is slowly being undone and I need to do something to stop it. Personally I have no desire to look like an inbred hillbilly. Nor do I want metal braces again at the age of thirty, but the shifting has got to stop. One good thing that I have going for me is that my teeth are still very white. No smoking or coffee stains here. The other dreaded task was finally doing my taxes. The process itself doesn't take very long, but I always have a fifteen minute panic attack once I am done as I wonder whether or not I did them right. No doubt the government will let me know if I made a mistake so any worrying on my part is useless. I renewed my season tickets to The Milwaukee Repertory Theater today. According to the paperwork, I'll have the exact same seat as I did last season and that is fine with me. Maybe by that time I'll be seeing someone, but for now it's just me. Seconds after I sealed the envelope with my check for the season tickets the telephone rang. It was a woman from the theater asking me if I wanted to renew. I laughed and told her that I had just finished writing the check. She then asked me if I had mailed it and I said no. She wanted to charge my credit card, but I said that my check would on its way soon enough. I have no idea if she believed me, but she let me go. Besides it doesn't matter whether or not she believed me, because they'll have my check by the end of the week at the latest. Actually the last time that I saw a play with a woman was in 1994. The reason that I know this for a fact is that I found the playbill from the play while I was cleaning this afternoon. Yes, I meant it when I said that I kept all sorts of paperwork. The two major girlfriends since that time were not inclined to see plays. On a completely unrelated note, I am happy to see that Heyoka is writing again. Agh. I keep seeing that Sentra commercial with the music by The Cult. Sentra Sells Sanctuary.
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