I have defeated the white whale. It was a long, painful, often-times mind numbing experience with Herman Melville, but we went aboard the Pequod together, and five months later, we are finally going our separate ways. Hallelujah.
In related news, I missed my office hour for the first time because I was reading the last part of "Moby Dick" this afternoon, and hadn't put my office hour into my planner. It was actually a rescheduled office hour because I was getting my hair cut and colored tonight during my regular office hour time. Maybe I'll post a picture some time. Picture me with shoulder-length dark, shiny, brown hair, and there you go. I think it makes me look a little bit too much like Severus Snape, and I blame my big nose, given to me by my father. Back to the office hour: I admitted to students that I hadn't been in my office hour, said I was sorry, and rescheduled another office hour. Darn it all. I'd like my mistakes to not be public, but I want the people who care about meeting with me to be able to.
And what else is going on? I had an annoying eye appointment this morning after not going to an eye doctor in about three years. The optometrist was really nice until I mentioned offhandedly that I'd like to get the least expensive pair of contact lenses that worked. He and one of his assistants were deeply offended. He let me know that he knew the "best" contacts out there, but not the least expensive. Does anyone have contact advice? What's my least expensive option, now that I have gotten my new prescription (5.25 in the left eye, 5 on the right--and I'd love to know your prescription so I know how blind you are too!).
We've been doing lots of appointments recently so Doug's county medical/eye/dental insurance will cover the visits before we buy our own insurance. The kids have all done really well at all the visits, but Isaac has three cavities, so we have a big fat bill to look forward to. And I am the mother who would prefer to have him have slight anesthesia, and have him strapped to a chair if necessary, rather than sedate him for $80 extra dollars. Doug wants the complete sedation, and I caved in favor of the more tender-hearted option. But I think it's kind of horrifying that I am willing to let my son suffer a little in a dentist's chair.
I feel like I've been holding it together pretty well with family life, work, my church calling with the young women,being a teaching group leader, and dealing with Doug's extended work hours. I just want to be great at everything I do that I care about. Not perfect--just great:). And I want my family to get the very best I have.
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For the record, I don't think you're cruel for not wanting Isaac to have full sedation while he gets his cavities fixed, even if you're motivated by the cost. I know he's little, but none of us in my family ever had full sedation for any cavities and it's seriously fine.
We've been at the dentist a lot lately. I made the mistake of letting Alexander brush his own teeth and well, ya, now he has several cavities:( Other than that...love what you said about wanting to be great about the things we care about. Also love what you said about doing well holding it all together. That's all we can do sometimes, but I think you ARE doing great!!!!!
Haha, I gave up on the white whale after about 3 chapters. I'm sure I'll revisit it someday. Maybe. (This was also how I felt about War and Peace. "Oh, my gosh, isn't this book FINISHED already!?!?!" I did love Anna Karenina.) Anyway, hope you are well. Enjoyed your Valentine letter!
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