This other novel was pretty good because it wasn't really about the adultery. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon. The narrator's perspective is one that I'd never have if it weren't for fiction; I recommend it!
Kate and I went to the heart doctor today and he confirmed that both holes in her heart have closed up completely. Hooray! The receptionist said, "have a nice life!" as we left, hopefully never to return!
I've scheduled my first dentist appointment in... oh... probably over two years, maybe even three. I know I have at least one cavity. Next up is the chiropractor. I know something is up with one of my ribs. My days at work leave me feeling uncomfortable and I swear I feel something shift/float in there that isn't supposed to when I turn my torso sometimes.
Superman and I have been trying to live strictly within a certain weekly dollar amount. So far I think we're doing great; I'll tally everything up at the end of the month and see how much money is available to forge ahead in the bathroom remodel. We thought up a temporary plan to hold us over until we can afford to get the lovely 6-foot bathtub and all the surrounding tile and/or manufactured stone to go with it. This way we can go ahead and demo the existing tub (hello, Mistablades?) and build the closet for the master bedroom which is badly needed because right now Superman and I share a 3-foot square closet.