Aw, Maryanne and Andrea, it's been a tough week, hasn't it? The tooth will feel better before the broken heart heals, though. The loss of a pet whose entire body wags when they're happy to see you is difficult. Take care of yourselves.
Beautiful fall day again today, not as cool as yesterday. Yesterday I took the dogs for a noon walk and picked up a lot of pecans, and I'll probably do the same thing again today. I need to spend more time than I like indoors working, and I must finish up the banking stuff in time for the next payday and round of bills. Alas, the child support check that showed up on the county radar last week on Wednesday still hasn't made it's way to a bank account or my mail box. We're on serious fumes here until the weekend.
The house is in that "big mess before all of the moving around and culling of stuff is finished" stage, but I hope to have it looking much better by next week. That way I'll be in great shape for planning the holidays and our Thanksgiving meal.