Long day

This morning, Meg, MIL and I sat in the doc's office for more than three hours (8:30 'til 11:45) while she (Meg) went through a formal blood sugar screening process to check for gestational diabetes. But all's well. In fact, her blood sugar was so low, they skipped the fourth part of the test, said, "Yer jus fine, woman," and told us to get out of the office. So we went to brunch. Then I went to Japanese class (Hai, so desu!), then met the ladies at the Cat, but they hadn't shopped yet, so then we went shopping, then again at the other store. Then (now), finally, we came home. So this has pretty much been a wasted day. Except that my wife is healthy, I'm more learned, and our wallets are lighter. So maybe not a total waste. I can tell, though, that I'm not as chill as usual (And yes, English nazi friends, it's "chill," not "chilled," or "chillin'" ("chillun," anyone?).). When I was in the doc's office this morning having her look at my arm, my blood pressure was at 140-something over 70-something. This, from the guy who when faced with a bat bite and rabies vaccination sequence was cruising along at 122 over 60. So I'm going for a walk. Then I'm going to stretch out, pop some alieve as per doc's orders, and go to sleep. Maybe I'll get up for dinner. Maybe.