For at least 13 years I've had a recurring nightmare about my teeth falling out or becoming porous and disintegrating. I've had this dream often enough that I've looked it up in several dream books/websites and dreams about losing your teeth usually accompany periods of extreme stress and they mean that you are insecure about something, worrying about failure, or abandonment. The first tooth falling out dream that I remember clearly coincides with studying for my Series 7. I grind my teeth when I sleep (also a sign of extreme stress). When I was studying for my 7 I ground my teeth so hard that I chipped one of my front teeth. After that I had a mouth guard made, which is supposed to help with my headaches and also prevent the teeth grinding. Last night I managed to grind my teeth so hard that I chipped a tooth with my mouth guard in my mouth. I'm still trying to figure out how on earth this was possible. My tooth doesn't hurt--this time I seem to have taken off the corner of one of my molars. I'll go to the dentist sometime and the dentist will grind down my tooth so it isn't sharp any more. Right now it's just kind of annoying. Anyway, if anyone was doubting my stress level, this should prove it. Also, this is why I have dreams about my teeth falling out.
Today is my 35 birthday. I'm now old enough to run for president*. I don't really have issues with my age, so that isn't bothering me. I am feeling kind of petulant today because I had to remind The Husband to get me a birthday cake (actually a birthday lemon meringue pie). Since it is only one day a year, I would think that The Husband could remember to get me something.
Work is a lot of worksheets. It's weird, but it's kind of like playing the piano. I've memorized the majority of the commands in their precise order and I'll find myself on a certain screen and not really remember how I got there--my fingers just knew where to go. I'm going to have to be extra careful with what I write about work, so there is probably going to be less of that. Although I'm glad that I still will work in a triangle.
Finally, The Man called to wish me happy birthday today. He's like my ex-boyfriend or something sometimes.
*The Husband thought that you had to be 40 and kept arguing with me, so I had to Google the Constitution and read out loud from Article II.
Sorry you had to ask for your birthday pie. If it makes you feel better, I only got a birthday cake from Jake once...on my 30th birthday. I think that I had been talking for about 6 months about the coldstone creamery cake that I wanted for my 30th birthday. I was actually shocked that he bought it for me.
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