On MONDAY I finally have my next dentist appointment!! I can’t wait, because I love my dentist. And also some fucking irritating tartar has built up around my lower front teeth.
But the other reason I’m looking forward to going is because when I booked that appointment I was still miserable as fucking hell in my job at the care home! And now look at me. I’ve been rescued by Royal Mail! It will also be the very first appointment where I won’t have come from a Night shift to attend.
Also of course means more expense, at a time where things are the tightest they’ve ever been. But I get paid a day early next week apparently! So that will definitely help me out.
I did aim to do parcel delivery tomorrow. But no, not when I MUST get up early on the Monday. I just want another totally relaxing day tomorrow where I don’t have to be responsible for or to anyone. And then make sure I’m up in good time and looking my best on Monday morning – cos these are pretty fucking early appointments.