weekend countdown, abbreviated version

It’s the weekend countdown edition of my blog! I know you guys absolutely love these entries since I typically get between zero and one comment every time I do one. Ha! But they entertain me and that’s what it’s all about, right? Nobody thinks I’m as funny as I do.

Eight hours and fifteen minutes until the weekend.

I am having ridiculous jaw/tooth/ear pain today. For the past couple of weeks it’s been more like a 2-3. Today is an eight. I don’t care what my quack oral surgeon says… I am not stressed. I’m completely chill. I’ve thought about calling to see if they’ll call me in something for pain but I have an appointment on Monday. I can ibuprofen it out until then, I think.

My parents are headed to NYC today for a ten day vacation. Since I hardly ever see them, it won’t be any different for me but it means the Codester is on his own down in Clayton county taking care of the animals at the grandparents’ house. They have good neighbors and Cody’s supremely independent so I’m sure he’ll be fine. I wish he could be with me when I have the wisdom teeth surgery because he’s always been my most compassionate child. (sorry Ryan… you have other gifts!) But I think Angie will make a great nurse. I’m hoping to just stay zonked out for a couple of days. My stepson tells me they give good drugs…

This morning I stopped off at the waffle house for scrambled eggs and grits and I thought… “hmmm… I could live on scrambled eggs and grits…” and then I thought… “hmmm… I hope I don’t have to live on scrambled eggs and grits”. They are cheap, though. Me and chewing aren’t besties right now.

My little friend Stasha who is Sarabeth and Jamie’s sometime babysitter is having some wisdom teeth issues right now and isn’t insured so she’s having to hold off on doing anything. Austin’s girlfriend Tasha is supposed to have hers out at the end of July if the insurance approves it…. So I’m not alone in this… but I’m twice the age of everyone I know who is dealing with it.

The good news about the surgery is that since it’s been rescheduled to Thursday, I will really only miss one day of work as Friday is a paid holiday and then *hopefully* I’ll be recovered enough to go in to work on Monday. I have a hospital income policy that will replace one day’s income… plus the car loan bonus to help defray the out of pocket cost for the surgery (which, thankfully, is not nearly what it COULD be without insurance!). It’s a delicate balance but God provides.

I talked to Angie last night. They are having sort of a rough vacation. Jamie is sick with this upper respiratory crud that landed them in urgent care on the first day of the trip… she needed breathing treatments and was close to pneumonia… they put her on a steroid and any parent that’s every had a kid on steroids knows how it changes even the most precious, calm child into a crazed person. Crazed, sick child in the close quarters of a pop up camper… use your imagination! But as I reminded her… a bad day at the beach is better than a good day at home. Well, in theory, anyways.

Time for a major life insurance sales push… gotta get focused… hope you all have a fabulous Friday! Love and hugs!