By SheelaR

I went to the dentist today because I thought I chipped a tooth, only to find out that it is cracked very badly. I wouldn’t let them do anything for it because I wasn’t mentally prepared for any lengthy procedure. He told me to stop being a baby. Not very professional of him. This 22-year doctor patient relationship of ours has caused him to behave a little too familiar with me. Just because you’ve known me since I was a child, doesn’t mean you can treat me like one.

I didn’t go there prepared for a possible extraction or any sort or drilling. Also, I would have preferred to have someone with me to drive. I’m not a good driver when I’m uncomfortable. As much as I’ve been to the dentist, I still hate it like it’s the very first time.

Ironically. I wasn’t in any pain until he stuck his hand in my mouth, so by the time I left his office, I’m in pain and aggravated. I usually drive with my windows down because I like having the air in my face, but I rolled my windows up and turned on the air. I didn’t want to hear anything but my own breathing.

It was another take a crap on Sheelagh day. I went to the post office this morning because a package I mailed had been returned, and the guy at the counter went bat-crap crazy because I asked too many questions. Isn’t that part of his job?

Also, I lost a ‘friend’ today, and I use that term loosely. Whatever! I won’t loose any sleep over it. This orphan hair on my knee is more of a concern right now. Every time I wear shorts or a dress, I think people are going to see it. ‘Friends’ as they say… For a reason, season or a lifetime. I’ll categorize that one as a season.

Anyhow… It’s been hot as heck in the metropolitan Detroit area. Two 90+ days in a row. The type of days that require spaces that is equipped with central-air.

In other news… My ex came by with his new baby. She’s adorable. Looks a lot like him. He’s good looking, so I guess that’s a plus for her. It was really awkward. My heart has been pounding every since. I think we make each other super nervous. So much history behind it all. Don’t want anyone to get the wrong impression. He hasn’t married the fiancé yet. Hmm… That date has come and gone.

I get home and my super nosy lurking neighbor is outside as usual. Asking all his darn questions and making suggestions as to how I can better take care of my immaculately manicured lawn. If he only knew what kind of day I’ve had.

After three weeks of being sick and having to take steroids, I was hoping to feel better and have some sort feeling of normalcy. I can’t wait for this year to come to a close. I’ve learned a lot of good and bad lessons from and about people this last year. Every thing my parents has ever taught me is ringing true.

I don’t need a pity party, I have wonderful people in my life and they are all that matter. In the grander scheme of things, my life is fairly good. Not perfect by any means but good.

I finished my joint writing venture. I’m really proud of my contribution. I’m sad about not getting credit, but that’s cool. It’s a stepping stone to bigger pieces in bigger publications. I hate to keep giving away my intellectual property for free, but I have an end goal in mind. It’s a small price to pay for seeing my dream into fruition. My publisher is pressuring me to include juicy things in my future Facebook publication. Yes, it’s gone from a book to a 4 part series.

I don’t want to break confidences and hearts. I know too much and it would be blockbuster, but I don’t want to hurt people who’ve told me things they don’t expect to see or hear repeated. I don’t know how to include it without being too obvious. My close circle has warned me against it and I’m inclined to agree, but I still don’t know what I’m going to do. I’ve wanted to be a writer my entire life and doing part-time doesn’t satisfy the itch.

I guess I should sleep on it, but in the meantime, I’m going to keep collecting material. What are the chances someone will sign a release?