Well. It's Monday. It's raining. I didn't feel too bad about things this morning though. Despite the fact I was dragged out of my warm bed by my 3 year olds' cries for mommy. Despite the fact I know my husband is still searching for work and will spend the majority of the day at home not making money. Despite the fact I was recently crapped on literally by a bird. Then the husband called me at work, again.
He needs a very expensive root canal and crown. How it is that a man without a single cavity could somehow hit 30 and deteriate so fast, is beyond me. He blames the water, I have no culprits. Maybe stress, maybe crappy brushing techniques, maybe I just don't know. I'm not a fan of the dentist. I don't particularly like this one either. I may just find a new one. It is a kick in the face however, in my current economic state, to have to hear what they want me to pay.
I'm trying so hard to stay positive, to stay family friendly, to hold it together, and this is a blow I did not need. And, had it to come, I would have preferred to enjoy my entire day at work and deal with it when I got home. Now, I can't even go get a cup of coffee at starbucks without second guessing my purchase since I aparently will soon be parting with 2 weeks salary to fix some teeth that need yanking or veneering anyways. This fucking sucks. Thanks a lot for ruining what could have been a fairly decent day. Now all day long I get to sit here and wish I could ditch my entire life and start over and rack my brain for what other belongings I can SELL to cover teeth that aren't even MINE. At what point is enough enough? How much to you think I can stand before I crack? We will all wait and see.