I have crossed all the to-do’s and honey-do’s off my pre-surgery list. The bookshelves are dusted and polished. I did the laundry, so I have clean underwear. Skitter’s sleep-crate water bottle is full to the brim. I made a meal list for Suzanne, so she won’t have to do any thinking about what to eat for dinner while I’m on hosp-cation (hospital + “vacation”) at Huntsman. This afternoon, I finally have time to sit on my butt for a wee bit. I’m wearing an argyle Tie o’ the Day and combing my teensy head hairs with my teensy comb. I’m feeling relaxed, for now. Tomorrow morning’s gutting will be here way too soon, and not nearly soon enough.