Anti-FIGS (and One Happy Thing)
Right after I wrote my FIG post earlier this week, I ironically had a very anti-FIG-ish day. Even as it was happening, I was laughing at myself, so don’t worry- nothing really bad happened. Just a series of small to medium irritants. It started at Starbucks where they were- gasp- OUT OF EARL GREY. Nooooo! They had to give me English Breakfast tea instead (I mean- I still needed my caffeine) and it just wasn’t the same. To pep it up a bit, I got it with steamed soy milk, which was possibly a mistake (we’ll get back to that…) When I got to work, I grabbed my shaker cup of protein powder (I add water and gulp it down at lunchtime). The lid wasn’t on securely, and it opened, spilling powder EVERYWHERE, including (but not limited to) my phone, laptop, library book, clothes, and the seat of my car. ARRRRRRG! In addition to the mess, this meant I had no lunch. But that turned out for the best, because right around this time my stomach started to hurt. Was it the soymilk in my tea? Or the fact that I had nachos and beer for dinner the night before (Super Bowl festivities)? Whatever. It’s really hard to be cheerful and positive while your stomach is hurting. There was no choice but to start working. My first client was a woman who just wanted to relax. About halfway through her massage, the peaceful atmosphere was shattered by a loud drilling noise. NOW what??? I don’t know where it was coming from- they hadn’t warned us that there were any repairs going on. The drilling continued on and off throughout the rest of the poor woman’s massage. I had plenty of time to contemplate this situation, and I decided that a drill is one of the most stressful sounds in the world. I tried to decide if hammering would be worse, but no- the drill is worse, as it conjures up unpleasant associations. Which brings me to… the next day (yes, I made it through Monday. This too shall pass!) I had to go to the dentist to get two cavities filled, sigh. I haven’t had a cavity in a long time, how did I end up with two of them??? I’ve probably mentioned before that I don’t get numbed up for cavity drilling. I know there are other people who skip the novocaine, and for those of you who think that’s crazy, I can tell you that it really doesn’t hurt. If they were drilling deep enough to hit a nerve, you’d probably be getting a root canal (and I DO get numbed for that!) Anyway, the procedure was mostly painless (other than the cost- since when does it cost $500 to get two cavities filled???) but once again, it’s the sound of the drill that’s the worst part. When will someone invent a silent drill? I can’t leave this post on such a low note. In honor of Elisabeth’s Happy Things Friday, I’ll share a happy thing. Two bloggers were in town this week, Darlene and Debbie, and we all were able to meet up yesterday at Wakodahatchee Wetlands for a lovely walk! It’a a beautiful park with a boardwalk trail, and I remembered how lucky I am to live in a beautiful location where bloggers like to visit! What would be more annoying to you- hammering or drilling? Do you get anesthesia when you get a cavity drilled? Do you get many visitors to your town? Top photo by Andre Hunter on Unsplash