So…It’s not Monday?

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There’s nothing quite like the smell of a fresh bag of coffee when you open it. I was going to say “When you open it on a Monday,” but today is not Monday. I had to be a big girl and go to the dentist yesterday, and the break in routine has thrown me off.

I’m a fan of my dentist, and a fan of my hygienist, but not a fan of THE dentist, if you know what I mean, and if you’re one of the other 3 out of 4 people who experience at least some dental fear (yes I just looked it up and yes, there is a difference between dental fear and dental phobia) you do know what I mean. But like I said, I was a big girl.

Go me.

So now I’m on a Tuesday that feels like a Monday, and I’ve finished my coffee and we’re nearly a whole week into March and all of that feels weird. Which is fine. Weird is the gossamer upon which I string my words, one after another.

At least in theory.

So a happy TuesMonday to you, and I hope your week is already off to a great start. I’m off to revel in the weird.

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Life is Like Going to the Dentist

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A tooth-drawer using a cord to extract a tooth from a seated female patient. Coloured etching.

So today I had a dentist appointment. I don’t know about you, but it’s one of my least favorite things to do in general. I’d probably rather do dishes than go to the dentist.

We can skip the probably.

Not that my dentist is a monster or anything. Actually, he’s fantastic, great chairside-manner, nice sense of humor, no-nonsense yet kind. And my dental hygienist is fun person as well. It’s like a visit.

Except for the scraping.

Oh how I hate the scraping.

I’m a good dental patient, now at least. There was a time I allowed my dental anxiety to keep me from going. It was much harder to go the first time than it was today.

And I guess that’s the point. Everything has a beginning. Everything has a middle. Often the beginning is the most intimidating part; you don’t know what to expect, you don’t know how it will go. Sometimes it keeps us from moving, from doing.

But then you get to the point when you know how it will go. You know, roughly what will happen. You know what to expect.

It doesn’t make it more pleasant, necessarily. But everything in life has its scraping.

Just remember this: you can get to the middle if you go through the beginning first.

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Treat Every Unwanted Task Like a Trip to the Dentist

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Yesterday, I had to go to the dentist, something I, like millions of others, do not enjoy doing. Actually, who does enjoy going to the dentist? Seriously. Even when your dental professionals are awesome people, as mine are. Whoever you are, dental appointment enjoyers, there might be something wrong with you.

Anyway, it was one of those things. No matter how much I talked to myself about how I didn’t want to go, it didn’t matter. I was going.

It got me thinking. Why not apply that attitude to other things in life that we just don’t want to do? I mean the ones that need to be done, not the ones like jumping out of planes, which only needs to be done under very limited, self-evident, circumstances. Those tasks that nag at us, or frighten us, or we simply don’t want to bother with, but need doing.

Like most people, when faced with something I’d rather not be doing, tiny voices assure me that it’s fine, I’ll do it later. And later. And later, until later subtly shifts over to that sneaky category of “never.”

But what if it becomes non-negotiable? In the case of my dental appointment, I didn’t want to wast the time of the hygienist who would be seeing me. I didn’t want to be charged for the appointment I’d confirmed. And I knew on a basic level that I needed to go.

It’s easy to lose accountability when the accountability is to yourself, and yet that’s the let-down that does you the most harm.

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