Yesterday everything that has been circling around us decided to collide. At one. It was crazy.

A few days ago, the frame on our sofa broke.

A few days ago, Kevin wrote a check on an account we had closed to Costco.

A few days ago, I noticed Artie had a tooth that looked wrong.

A few days ago, Kevin ordered a new video card for our computer.

And then, yesterday, all of the above were fixed and/or updated. It was a wild ride that went something like this.

Woke up and took Artie to the vet for an 8am exam. He tried to eat everyone he saw even though he was muzzled. Unsurprisingly, the vet didn’t really want to try and open his mouth to take a peek at his teeth. I do not blame her. Artie really does not like strangers prying around his mouth and he has very large and mean looking teeth. So they decided to sedate him and take a look. 20 minutes later I learned that he had two shattered teeth. Poor thing. Image the pain of two shattered teeth! The vet said there was no emanel and she could poke right into the nerve. Yikes.

So I left Artie there for some emergency dentestry and headed home. Kev took off for work after dropping Leina at school. This meant I had to pick up Artie myself. Well, myself and Kulia. Imagine, if you will, the joys of trying to get a very drugged out dog and a two year old across a parking lot and into a car. It was not fun. Threw Artie at home, picked up Leina from school, ran home for lunch where I got a call from Costco saying our check was returned and we needed to try again. Yeah, decided to leave that mess for Kevin. Also found out that our broken sofa was still under warranty. Yippee! New sofa section is on it’s way. Also arrived in the mail, the new video card which Kevin kindly installed so now I can play my computer games without a lot of awful lag. Another yippee. But by the time we crawled into bed, we were wiped. All the odds and ends we were trying to track all week landed at our feet yesterday.

The up side, of course, is that our to do list is strangely empty. Which is good because this weekend is my big coast vacation with Kat. So I can leave worry behind me. Thank goodness.

Oh yes, and Artie? He looks a bit like a hobo with two missing front teeth but he appears to have fully recovered. At I write, his is curled up gnawing a bone quite happily. I can ony imagine he’s relieved we finally notice that fact that his teeth were killing him. Poor old man.