I Know...

Sometimes I get really jealous.
I'm sure I'm not alone - we all have a little green-eyed monster in us.
It's just feels like lately it's been harder for me to hide that monster away.

Nothing is going right.
I'm falling apart - quite literally.
and I absolutely know there are people who have it way worse than I do.
I know.

It's just that once in a while, would it hurt for fate to throw me a proverbial bone.
and I know - I KNOW - you have to take chances and face your fear for good things to happen.
but I am an adult who is solely in charge of a child's formative years.  It's really not that easy to drop everything and become a princess at Disneyland.

This morning a lady on the radio won a shitload of money.
I know the chances of winning a shit load of money on the radio are slim to none.
She went on and on about how she was going to pay off her husband's brand new car and hopefully they could go on a trip.

...and then I wanted to reach through the radio and punch her in the face.

I don't have a brand new car, or a husband, OR A SHITLOAD OF MONEY FROM THE RADIO.

Do you want to know what I do have right now? A half a root canal!  Yep...half of a root canal. Completed by a student who wasn't even alive when the Power Rangers came on TV.  Know why I chose a student to do my root canal? Because I couldn't afford a real dentist.

The best part is, I only needed a root canal because I have shitty genes and a mutant tooth - that didn't even bother me - until my dentist tried to fix a small cavity on it. 

If I would have won that shitload of money, I could have went to a real dentist and not have my mouth tortured for another 3.5 hours.

Strangely enough, I also have a mouth that won't freeze properly.  So instead of the traditional freezing at the dentist, I get a needle shoved into the holes of my half completed root canal to ironically take away the pain for about five minutes.

I could go on - but I don't like where this is headed.

But I'm going to take one for the team here. If you are having a shitty day, just think of me strapped to a chair, getting needles poked in the week old holes in my mutant tooth.

You're welcome.

Ouch. My face.

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