* This was a long and DIFFICULT week, starting off with my surprise trip to Urgent Care last Saturday, and taking an antibiotic that made me feel low-grade nauseated most of the week, and having to have a COVID test, and the mess-up involving lab, and then today I had a dental checkup.
This was one of the better appointments I've had in my life, though - the hygienist was a former student of mine (graduated 2010) and I remembered her (the other hygienist, who I didn't remember, apparently also had me for a class, but I didn't see her, only heard her, so maybe I would have remembered her if she'd have told me her name). So we were able to talk about campus, and the challenges of teaching in a pandemic (she has school-aged kids). And when I had commented I disliked the sound the sonicator made she nodded and said "A lot of people really dislike it" and then looked at my teeth and said "you don't have a lot of tartar, I can try removing it manually if that's better" and yes, it was MUCH better because there was no high-pitched whine and no heat and no water. So she got rid of the tartar that way. I suppose the sonicator is faster and easier and that's why a lot of the hygienists don't offer you a choice, but I'm glad she did. I'm hoping she's there next time I come in.
And then cleaned my teeth, and then called in the dentist on duty to look at them and my x-rays.
Nothing wrong with my teeth - I think this is maybe seven years running now, and the last time I needed something it was when I broke a tooth. (Having a night guard has helped a lot with that. And, heh, she said "Oh, I can tell you ground your teeth, the points on the molars are all worn down" and I guess I don't need my teeth "floated*" then)
(*if you watch some of the vet shows with horses, you know)
The one unfortunate and slightly discombobulating thing was to learn that the old original dentist - the one who founded the practice and had been the one I saw the most in my time here - apparently passed away. There was a photo of him in the waiting room with some kind of a notation, not exactly "always in our hearts" but similar, and the implication was that he had died. (I didn't ask, it seemed obvious to me). He was a good dentist and a nice person, especially with people who were a little nervous in the chair. His successor - who I have also seen a number of times and who did a couple of the crown preps I have - is also a nice person and a good dentist. But it was unsettling because Dr. Hutchins saw me back in July at my last appointment - so this must have happened in the past six months. (It's POSSIBLE he just retired but the wording on the photo seemed more "he's passed" than "he retired" to me)
* So anyway. It's probably going to be an adrenaline-crash evening as so many things happened this week, but that's okay - I have cold barbecued chicken in the fridge I can heat up along with a couple veggies, and I might just take a shower and wash my hair after getting done with a few things here in the office, and spend the evening either handsewing down a binding or working on one of my knitting projects.
Tomorrow I am going to make a wal-mart run early for food, and run to the Lowe's to see if they got more of the storage bins I prefer in stock, and then attack the walk-in closet, which will probably involve pitching a lot of nearly-worn-out or no-longer-fitting clothes (if any of the no-longer-fitting ones are still in good shape, I'll drop them off at the Goodwill or somewhere).
I do also need to do more laundry and also PUT AWAY laundry - I've left stuff that would go in that closet (slacks and t-shirts and sweatshirts) in the laundry basket until I clean that area.
* I have a thing or two on order but in one case Etsy lied to me (the Etsy shop owner however had the truthful information up) - Etsy said it would be here by the 31st but as it turns out? It's a preorder for the item that the designer had a factory commissioned to make, and they're still in preorder. So it will be at least the middle of next month. That's fine, and I'm glad I spotted it before e-mailing the designer and saying "hey are you okay I haven't heard any communication about my order" because I'd just be bothering her over something I could have found out myself. And that will come closer to my birthday.
I'm still unsure what to do for the day. I've been asked to fill the pulpit and while I still have to look at the lectionary, maybe I just say yes to it and do it. And maybe then I plan on doing something the NEXT week (which is into March, but whatever).
I can't travel to visit my mom for Spring Break - no roommettes at either day I could logically return, and even returning a day EARLIER than I would want to is not possible because ONCE AGAIN Amtrak is reducing its schedule (probably because of people quitting/staffing issues). So I'm stuck here, and maybe I just make that week a fun week for me, as much as I can? Depending on whether some horrific new variant has arrived or not. (And anyway: I still don't know what "fun" looks like any more). My mom said "Well, maybe this is for a reason? Maybe the guy who can do the work for you comes free that week and you can be there to let him in and stuff" but I don't know.
It's also possible but not 100% likely my friend Laura might be free for a meet up, except she does tax work as a CPA, and March is a bad month for people who do that kind of work, so I'm not counting on it.
I might go back to the yarn shop in Whitesboro, or I might figure out somewhere I've never been (there's a zoo near Gainesville but I don't know what their winter hours are)
I have some time to figure it out, though, because JANUARY ISN'T EVEN OVER YET which seems impossible, this month has been a decade long...
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