Transfer to Texas countdown.

Yes. I have been given a date - Tuesday, March 7th. I've not been given flight or hotel or rental car information, but the date is fixed. I've started gathering clothes and wondering what I will forget to do before I go.

I made cupcakes this afternoon. I took the afternoon off after my annual. My doctor is a lovely woman, but man, it the visit still freaks me out. It's never as bad as I think it will be, but the badness I imagine is enough to put me out of sorts before the visit and to unsteady me after.

Driving in town last night I passed a bus stop bench that advertised for a church. I thought, how absurd. Then I wondered what it's like there? I wonder if they would ask how I found their church. If I were inclined to go to church, I might check it out if only for the irony of going to church in response to a bus stop bench ad. So, maybe it's not so absurd after all.