Working? Or Pulling Teeth?

In yesterday's entry, djl commented about the time he realised that he'd rather be having a root canal than working. I personally am not the sort who will tell you how much he hates his job. But let's see. Yesterday,

1. I got up at the normal time for that day, skipped breakfast at home, and drove my daughter to her before-school flute lesson.
2. I then drove to Tim Hortons, where I had a leisurely breakfast of a bagel, cinnamon roll, small coffee, and a glass of water (that's a lot, but I should have ordered more) as I read a novel (The Time-Traveler's Wife).
3. Next, I headed for the dentist's office, where I had a relatively fast, interesting, and painless procedure.
4. I headed home, where I took care of some bills, and then surfed the 'Net for a while, including playing some online chess.
5. In the afternoon, I lounged around and watched a bit of the "star & director commentary" version of my "UHF" DVD.
6. Later in the afternoon, my wife went out, did some errands, and brought me home a large milkshake and ice cream. How nice.

All-in-all, would I rather have a typical day at work or a day like the above? If only I wasn't always replacing the bloody gauze pads in my mouth. But still... What do you think?

BTW, it wasn't a space issue as much as a quality issue. Wisdom teeth can deteriorate faster than normal teeth, and this one was in a position where it didn't do much chewing, was difficult to brush, and would only get worse.