Wednesday was a busy day and I had to leave at 11:00 for another road trip, this time to the dentist to get my permanent fake teeth. Yes, my dentist is 2 hours away. I got down there in time to call in to a work conference call while sitting in the parking. After sitting in on that, I went inside and the dentist was running a little behind but none the less they called me back after about 30 minutes. Then he began … first, getting the temporary fake teeth off (didn’t hurt), and then fitting the permanent fake teeth on. Let me explain. I’m approaching mid-50s rather quickly actually and I still have 3 baby teeth, well only 2 now because he pulled one. I have only had 2 cavities in my whole life – one of which was in the now extracted baby tooth, no dental problems what so ever… until the baby teeth started giving me problems. Ok, so those little boogers were only supposed to last until I was like 12 or 13 but mine have hung on. NOTE: There are no permanent teeth under these so they never came out and yes, this is a hereditary thing. My Dad had the same teeth or not teeth, as the case is. A little further in the gene pool, my youngest daughter has one baby tooth still and she’s now 25. After 1 ½ hours of fitting, filing, polishing, filing, fitting… you get the jest, I am finished. Well almost… the dental assistance is going to walk me through how to floss under the now missing baby tooth that has this fake tooth in the hole. Now I gotta tell you, I don’t do teeth… not loose teeth, missing teeth, etc. She does it once and says, “see how easy this is”? I am not running this little contraption they gave me that you hook a piece of floss in under this bridge and flossing. I will buy a water pick… today! Once finished there, then I drove 2 hours back home.
Thursday was a busy day because I had been out and I have a very busy position. After 9 ½ hours at the office, I ran home to let the pooch out before heading out in the traffic to go to the closing of my home refinance of which I’ve been working on since January 8. The mortgage company (underwriters) wanted everything including my dog’s birth certificate almost. There’s a lot I could say negatively about this experience but I won’t. I will say - I have a great loan officer … enough said.
My appointment to sign the papers was at 5:00 in Bedford, TX. Now if you’re not familiar with Bedford, TX and the traffic … you’re missing a lot … primarily the traffic. It’s a beating to get on the freeway to head east in the evenings … it’s a beating if you had to go that way in the morning. Traffic is so … just so … well congested. I had no idea where I was going either which made it all the more tense. But I found the place and walked in this beautiful office to hear people in the room next door, talking and laughing, cussing, laughing etc. I thought on my gosh, where am I and why am I here. I was pacing in that room which was a reception/waiting room unattended, very pretty décor though. I got brave and stuck my head around the corner to tell them I was there for my closing and all of a sudden, this man’s voice from down the hall yells “ma’am, back here, come back here”. Well needless to say I wanted to bolt out the door and say forget it except I had worked for two months to get this far. Come to find out, the attorney who went through the papers and notarized everything had multiple sclerosis (MS) and was not able to greet me at the door. After what seemed like and hour and half (oh, it was that long), we finished but continued to sit there and talk. He told me he was a young man when he was diagnosed with MS. While I was able to get up and walk freely, he maneuvered on his walker. I got in my car and I prayed. I prayed for a man who was stricken with this disease yet made a life for himself. In our conversation he told me he was engaged and just totally in love with his sweetheart. What started as a scarey experience, turned in to a positive one.
Today I am off and plans to do some cleaning and yard work. I washed a load of towels first thing and when they were on the rinse cycle, I remembered that I didn’t put the soap in the washer. Needless to say, I had to rewash and they are now in the dryer.
Tomorrow I celebrate another anniversary of my 39th birthday. This week my youngest daughter emailed me ... Mom, what do you want to do for your birthday? I wrote back "Home Depot gift cards". She replied, NO, what do you WANT to do for your birthday? I said 'oooops... let's have a family get together and grill out. Age will confuse you ... oh goodness I'm in trouble, I stay confused ... LOL So I guess my girls are planning a get together. Perhaps I will take pics and post.
I had many anxious moments this past two months. I was anxious when I walked in the door of that office yesterday, faced with the frolicking of the people in the room next door to the waiting area, the man hollering at me down the hall… I was anxious but in the end, I was blessed.
Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. Philippians 4:6
Blessings!
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