I guess I should report on the status of the worm, as it were.

The truck is sitting in the driveway. My PTA is set for 10:00 tomorrow morning. For all intents and purposes, I'll be leaving tomorrow. Unless, of course, I get lucky and U.S. Xpress doesn't find me anything right away. While we certainly need the money, I'm in no hurry to leave. It's the usual reluctance. Once I'm rolling I'll be fine, but right now I'm dreading it.

My tooth is hurting. I don't know if I've ever mentioned it, but I have a bad tooth. It needs to come out. But the pain comes and goes. Sometimes I go for weeks without as much as a twinge. This week it's been bugging me a good bit. I think that's partly because I've been drinking a lot of tea and soft drinks. The sugar. Anyway, there's not much I can do about it now. I'll have to wait until I come back to have it taken care of.

Mara is in bed. I don't think she intended it. She laid down this afternoon and hasn't been back up. She's needed the rest. Her thumb tormented her last night, so I don't think she slept too well. We were going to run up to Asheville today to have it checked out, but the people at the clinic told her that she could re-wrap it. So we did so. That helped a lot. Other than that she's doing a whole lot better. I couldn't be happier. I can't bear it for Mara to be in pain.

Crap. My tooth had eased off a bit, but it's starting back up. I'm going to go wander around and see if I can distract myself again.