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Good morning! Still too dark to determine what the day looks like.

Please excuse yesterday. I have a sleep disorder and had to get up early today for a dental appointment, so I took a sleeping pill and asked Mr. Sg to keep an eye on me (the pill has an amnestic effect and also allows me to have significant conversations about nothing at all, create huge desserts involving bananas, maraschino cherries and butterscotch syrup, eat the whole thing and, worst of all, not remember any of it. I had really been looking forward to that banana dessert.)
Anyway, it was critically important to discuss some feline matter that I can’t remember with Darks, and I tend to get melodramatic (you know, threatening to throw myself out the window, being careful not to mention that we live in a one-story building.) If you see it again, please don’t worry about it—it wears off, but does make for an interesting twelve hours, particularly when I answer emails in my sleep.

Off to feed the horse and see the dental hygienist. SYL

She didn't know what landmine she had triggered. Most don't. If most people knew how many landmines I have buried deep in my psyche I would probably have been euthanized by now. The triggers are hard to predict but easy to trip. The words were out. "Perhaps I've overstayed my welcome," she said. She had no idea what she was saying. They never do. But events were set in motion that could not be unset. The apology changed nothing. I had no more power to stop them than the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Once one of the mines is triggered, it is relentless.

I’m relieved. I have too much Crisis and Drama in my real life to bear it on the UT. The UT is what life is *supposed* to be like!

Best wishes at the dentist and with the horse.