Vacation for a week generally means about a week of compensatory chaos at work, but it has settled down. And yesterday was a very good day, what with the elections and the arrival of a whole new doctor in my office.

I’m still a little out of sorts for unclear reasons. It may be that the baby is now on a timeline as far as her walking is concerned, or the fact that I made an appointment to have a large needle inserted in my sacrum today. Likely, it is the bad, bad toy that has me irritable. Or I’m just randomly grumpy. It happens.

It IS a bad, bad toy though.