Scratched exercise today, something just kept pushing me away, even after I got there, out of the car and walking in. It was uncanny, as if a wall were there pushing me back, so I decided to pay attention and go home. Went back to give bloods for routine tests.

Got Morgan at noon. He put the books from the boxes back on the truck for me and put them by my desk so I can either list them or decided who to give them to. He also emptied all of the trash for Papa whom he has taken it upon himself to now call "Pops" which is what my mom called her dad, but he didn't know that. Really took me aback the first time he said it. Made me smile thinking of her and my granddad.

I have to call the dentist first thing, tomorrow. I broke a tooth eating a fried potato which Rog kind of over-cooked, beyond crunchy.:-)