You know, this whole finding the joy in every day things and being grateful for all that life gives me is a good reminder of all that I have, but I have to admit, some days it's pretty damn hard.
Like today, all I can think about is how much my teeth hurt. I used to wear Crest White Strips Premium about once or twice a year, but I can't remember the last time I used them. However, I've been feeling particularly sensitive about my teeth, and my smile in particular, since going through the two failed root canals and the resulting extraction, and soon to come, the implant. I am admittedly vain about my teeth and seeing as how I spend so much time examining them as of late, I've noticed that they're not as white as they used to be. Note to self: Stop drinking tea in the morning.
Since the White Strips Premium were on sale this weekend and I had a $5 off coupon, I decided to buy a package and regain the sparkling white that I love and miss. Well, today is day two and my teeth are already killing me. Ahh yes, I definitely remember this sensitivity. I can't bear the thought of eating anything crunchy or dry and a squeaky filing cabinet is enough to send shivers down my spine and pierce right through my teeth. EEK. I have five days to go and I don't know how I'll survive.
Jon thinks I'm absolutely ridiculous. He asked, "Why do you care how white your teeth are, you're married?!" AHEM. I will not let myself go just because I'm married, dear! (said through clenched, painful teeth)
My grace in this? My teeth will be beautifully white by Sunday. But please, no loud, shrieky noises until then...
