I have not had an ideas day in some time, some time being the recent past. In order to have an ideas day, I need to be at home, and not have much of anything on my plate. I am going to be patient because as I have said repeatedly, change is a constant, and without change you are broke.

I don’t fear change, as do many; in fact, I crave change. I do get apprehensive about the foreseen, like yesterday’s Leap into Literacy and today’s trip to the dentist.

Yesterday went okay. There was no reason to fret. Then today, yes, there was reason to fret. Weather, well, the sun shone brightly and when I left, at 10:30 a.m., the ice had melted off the road. Road construction, well there was some, on the Seward Meridian Highway, but navigable. Being on time for my appointment. I arrived in the dentist’s parking lot at exactly 11:00 a.m. Hot damn. Dental work, was told when I sat in the chair, that they’d be doing a scan and that next week I would be getting a crown.

I thought that this meant they’d assess the situation and that I’d be out of there fairly quickly. Oh no, there was prep work. Previously, the implant came out. This time, it held. The dentist did what he had to do, it involved using a laser tool and a torque tool. Way no fun, but no pain, which I always fret about.

Next thing to fret about – getting back into the flow of things on the Seward Meridian Highway. I know now to first take a right, turn left into the nearby parking lot, and then turn right, back out on the highway. This works, and always, after, I say, “Phew, I cheated death once again.”

I began fretting about going through several roundabouts, all on Bogard Road. I hate roundabouts; they, unlike lights, have a high element of unpredictability. I made it, the pool was on my way back to the hotel, so I went for a swim.

I fret about getting into the water because even though it’s warm it is cold. I fret about having to share lanes with people because I have to adjust my non swimming style to their swimming style. I use the reward system for having completed my workout. When I’m done swimming, I climb into the hot tub. I fret about having to talk to people, and there are usually people in the hot tub, but I find things to say.

The thing about the hot tub is that the water is not that hot. Five minutes max and I’m on my way to the shower. Whoooooeeeeeeee.

On the drive to the hotel, I begin to dread having to deal with people who are already at the hotel. I don’t like walking into the former banquet room when it’s full of people. No matter, I was the first one in the shop today.

I guess I fear the inevitable. Change is a good thing when it’s not a life or death matter. If, say, tomorrow there was no book project, I’d be okay with it because then I would not have to deal with the unforeseen. I see the holes in my logic here, but it’s now too late to turn back.

Next: 296. 10/31/24: Another Month Bites the Dust