Well… last night and today have been a ride.
Started with two dentist appointments (because why not double the fun?), and ended up scoring a two-night stay at the local luxury hotel—also known as the hospital. Turns out, panic attacks can actually lead to heart attacks. Who knew?
On the bright side:
✨ The bar staff (aka nurses) were attentive and kind.
✨ My beverages were served promptly—though, unfortunately, all were salt-free.
✨ The food presentation? A solid 9/10.
✨ The flavor? Let’s say a… generous 4/10.
Between IVs and heart monitors, I did get some unexpected rest and reflection time. No major life decisions yet—still waiting on my epiphany. 😅
In the meantime, I’m about to dive into my son’s famous egg salad sammich (with two m’s because it’s that good). Sending love and gratitude to all of you who’ve reached out.
See you tomorrow—with a mended heart and maybe a new idea or two. 💜
P.S. While doing laps around the floor for exercise, I passed an older gentleman’s room and he called out,
“Nice Bigfoot feet!”
✨ I guess I’m leaving my mark everywhere I go.


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