I have to go to the dentist tomorrow. More work. I am really, really dreading it. I've been thinking for a week of canceling but I've forced myself not to. Only a scale of 1-10 of hating the dentist and anxiety I'm at a 9. Chicken of me? Perhaps. Up until last year it had been a few years since I had been. I made myself go. It was really a goal. I could keep putting it off and REALLY regret it (yes it was getting to that point) or I could go. I ended up finding a really great place. It's all women and they are very understanding. I don't find it particularly painful and once I'm there I'm okay it's just the thought of going. I can feel my heart pounding and my anxiety level rising just writing about it. I won't cancel. It would just be putting it off. I can't wait until it's over though!
Books - ahhh I can better just thinking about them and escaping within one. However I have A LOT of them (yep not kidding). I'm not at the hoarder level but I could see myself getting that way if a) I had the room and b)if I didn't like a little space. The books in our house are out of control. I don't think there is one room in the house that doesn't have a book in it (perhaps the bathroom). Since I got my kindle I've been trying to sell my books to buy replacements of my favourites for my kindle. I've also been sorting out those I can live without.
Last weekend I took 3 boxes to the library bookshop. I sort of slid back by buying at least 8 more from the shop. Not good, but they are really cheap .50 to $1. I do have another 2 boxes to take down. Perhaps this time I'll just drop them off and not go inside :)