On Monday, I will be going to Tulsa for the third time this month. This time, I get to be poked by the cancer doctors to make sure I'm still free of cancer. As always, I am not looking forward to that.
Despite the impending poking, I'm in an okay mood. It's quiet and my household is doing well. I value that a lot. Tinkerbell sat with me for a while today. It's always nice when she remembers I exist.
Cats really have a way of humbling people.
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