Another meeting where I realize I would be terrible at marketing. I lost count of the number of times I thought, “Wait, people are swayed by that?!” over the course of the hour.
Then I got called out for good work, so, not a total waste of time, but a bit unsettling, as I had zoned out a bit. (It was a very long meeting.)
Survived the dentist. Shiny new root canal. Poor dentist had a hell of a time getting my face all numbed up, and I’m still not 100% certain I didn’t take a swing at him. He swears I did not, but Nitrous is a hell of a drug. I probably just winced and raised one hand slightly but my brain thought otherwise for a few moments. Got more lidocaine, tho, so it’s all good.
Got out of that to discover that my senator voted to confirm Gina Haspel as CIA director, and I am NOT pleased about that. Yes, we need to get someone in that office. No, it did not have to be her.
Here’s a cat:
Musings of a marginally sane feline-appreciating female. 
Hope you’re feeling better post-dentist. ❤
It’s always bothered me that I’m good at marketing and PR. It makes me worry that there’s some evil part of me. I talked about it with a therapist once and she told me that, no, I’m just good at understanding how to look at people’s wants and needs scientifically instead of empathetically. Which…did not help. My Hufflepuffness is distressed by this manipulative skill set!
Republicans saying a vote against Haspel was a vote against feminism was gross, not to mention darkly hilarious. Who even are these people.
(And I’m glad you’re back.)