Meanwhile...Next Year

So. Here we are again.

It's been over a year since I posted anything here at OBOP. I am such a slacker. Always have been. And apparently things like that don't alter with age. Once a procrastinator, always a procrastinator.

And it isn't that stuff hasn't been happening right along -- in fact, lots of stuff has gone on. I just don't seem to be able to settle myself down long enough to write about it.

The main thing that's been happening, of course, is that the hubby (formerly known as M, but now out-ed as Michael) retired in February and is now underfoot at home all day. Seriously, I love having him around, but his presence does make me feel guilty about all those things I should be doing to get ready for our eventual move to Texas. Notice that "should be doing" -- afraid I'm not getting it all done nearly as quickly as either of us would like. I really am trying, but I keep getting sidetracked.

But I have excuses. Naturally.

And that brings me to the other major bit of stuff that's been happening these last few months (actually since March) -- My Amazing Dental Adventure. Amazingly painful, at least. First it was just a couple of fillings -- not too bad, even though my dentist always manages to rip up my gums no matter how minor the procedure (he says my mouth is too small -- hmmmm). But then I had to have oral surgery to correct some pitting very deep down in the root of a molar. Required lots of drilling and scraping and bone grafting, very near some major nerves. More than that, you don't want to hear. Trust me.

The whole thing took a couple of hours, and when it was all over I had lots of stitches, more ripped gums (and a number of stitches in my lip, but that's another story), and a scary sort of numbness that enveloped the whole bottom part of my face and eventually turned to tingling that lasted for weeks. Many weeks. Along with a LOT of pain.

I didn't really understand how I could be so numb and in so much pain at the same time.

Anyway, the dentist said that since the work had been done so close to some major nerves, the healing process could take several months. And he wasn't kidding. Yesterday was the first day since I had the surgery a couple of months ago that I've been able to get through a whole day without some kind of pain medication. I feel like I've come back from the dead.

And back to the blogosphere. I had originally intended this blog to function as a sort of online journal, and I still like that idea. So we'll see how it goes. But you know how it is -- once a procrastinator, yada yada yada.