I was thinking about calling in today (I seriously call in too much, but I don't wanna a lot) but I had an important meeting at 10:00 am . Which was cancelled while I was on my way!.

After all my self congratulatory blah blah yesterday....we got Dunkin this morning $18. I am so full of shit sometimes.

I think maybe you don't need to be perfect when it comes to setting/achieving goals.

I went to the dentist today. I hate the dentist. I like my work better than the dentist.

In hopefully better news, we have our inspection on the house at 2pm.

I don't mind the dentist much at all, really. There's been a few times where I've almost fallen asleep while he's drilling my teeth. (Because I always grab an 8:00 am appointment and those chairs are comfy.)

ets: I should note that generally his drilling doesn't hurt at all. But the last two times it did.

Oh, dear, I just remembered how long it's been since I've been to a dentist. I should fix that.

On the to-do list, that's a start.

I don't like going to the dentist (I like my actual dentist fine; he's charming and funny), but that's my own fault for being too cavalier about flossing. (My secret goal is to go for my cleaning in 4 months [I have to go every 4 months because my gums are the gums of a person who only flosses sporadically] and have the hygienist gasp in amazement at my non-scary gums, because of my new diligent flossing habit. And then they will give me my gold-plated unicorn.)

Even when I hated the job, I didn't like giving notice either. It's never a pleasant experience. Congratulations on getting it out into the world, Jessica! It's truly real now.

Ugh, Dana. That sucks. But yay for working in inside clothes?

msbelle, once in a while is not the same as every day. Moderation, not deprivation. Don't beat yourself up. Mortgage is paid. Food is on the table. Lights are on. You and mac are not running around in rags. Sounds like you're being an adult to me.

I think we need to have a new thread devoted to flossing. (My dentist is very nice also, and my hygienist is a darling. I just hate all the feels of dental action.)

I like the dentist the person, but not the dentist the process. I had my wisdom teeth out in November and they covered me with a delightful fuzzy blanket. I think that did almost as much for my nerves as the Halcion and nitrous did. I wonder if I could ask for the blanket when I get a cleaning.

Aaaaaaaaand, Other!Boss has now been told. Much more satisfying conversation, because THIS is the person I am most specifically getting away from.