I had really high hopes for today, but it all just whittled away into nothing and i’m cross with myself now. Bother. Now i’m a bit too grumpy for anything. Went out for a bike ride and thought too much, haven’t been taking my pills everyday 🙄 and i have an up and coming £933 dentist bill thanks to a combination of my own stupid fault and the crappy dentistry provision in this country. Oh well.
Let’s see. Wednesday i got everyone working and then we went to That Painting Place for a group session with some local friends. Enjoyed that. Going back in a month, for anyone who wishes to join us 🙂 Sarah, fancy coming up that week maybe? Then took the kids swimming, had an interesting conversation that got me thinking a lot about various things, which i summed up in 2 words very neatly while cycling and both of which have now gone out of my head.
Thursday i had a dentist appointment… have i blogged about this? Well, the long and short of it is that i had a root canal last year, the tooth snapped a month or so ago, i went for a filling the night Barbara came and the NHS dentist did such an impressive job that it broke once in the surgery and then later while i was eating a banana and then the remaining bit of it fell out while i was talking. Given this dentist had already pulled the back of my tooth off without even asking me first, i phoned and complained, not feeling much like i wanted to go back to him for more treatment, despite knowing i had 2 small fillings that still needed doing. The Practice Manager arranged for me to have a free private consultation with a really nice chap who was the first dentist i have ever met who i felt i could stand to look in my mouth. He agreed that crappy work had been done and that i had been poorly advised (and therefore made to pay for inappropriate treatment) and a quick tot up of nhs/private at the time made me decide to go private with the new chap instead. So i went back this week for a set of xrays (“is there any chance you might be pregnant Mrs Raymond?” “hahahahah… so NOT even funny”) and a proper checkup. And the result is that Mr Polish NHS dentist has missed the fact that another 8 of my teeth also need work on them and that i have a fairly serious set of issues happeneing between my teeth and that if it’s left i won’t HAVE teeth in 15 years time. GREAT. Perfect for a dentist-phobic person 🙄 Even better, the 2 fillings the NHS dentist did are so poor the private dentist is going to redo them without charging me. FFS. Oh well, it’s my own fault.
Children had a lovely time with their little cousin Poppy anyway; she and Josie played and then i got some snuggles from her too. I love 1 year olds. Not quite so keen on 2 year olds, if i’m honest. Awful lot of fist drumming going on here right now. 🙄 And now i’m hopelessly broody again. ARGH. Must take more pills.
Rainbows/Brownies, handing over of pooh bear gifts to Brown Owl/Tulip plus shed loads of maths, engglish and IT in the say. PLus quite a bit of creativity.
Today i wanted to go well but they haven’t needed me so i ended up pootling about with BM auctions on ebay and fretting about my complete lack of customers. WAH. I did read them Stories from India while they ate lunch and we did do quite a lot of “work” but it seemed to happen inspite of me. I don’t feel i’m providing enough atm and i don’t know if the fact they are clearly learning loads withoyut me makes me feel better or worse. I’m in a rut, i’ve got burn out. And i need to make a few hundred pounds this week. And lose a few lbs too. And eat better, not lose my teeth, etc etc. Bleurgh.
However, i have started a FIMO Blog and made a man for the feet and hands i made the other day. Quite like him, must charge camera. Hm.