Yesterday was our sixth month wedding anniversary. We’d made plans to to out to dinner after MR. Rockstar got off work, but first I had a dentist appointment. I lost a filling last year, and the other day it started bothering me really bad. Well, Mr. Rockstar said he didn’t care if cost his whole pay check he couldn’t stand for me to walk around in so much pain–it was bad enough that I have the uterine fibroid thing going on, but now a toothache. And if any of you have ever had a tooth ache, then you know it’s one of the most excruciating pains there is. My appointment was at 4, and I wanted to stop by Michael’s on my way so I could pick up a few small things to finish his present. (I was making his present, those are his favorite’s.).
Well, Mr. Rockstar wrote me a blank check, LOL! No seriously, he did. Well somewhere between my house and Michael’s and the dentists office I lost it. I messaged him freaking out! “Go to the bank NOW and put a stop payment on that check. I’ve lost it! I’m such a dumbass!!!!” SO I’m freaking out! He’s at home already, has his guitar out, practicing because he’s supposed to sing and play this evening at a small family thing where my parents live. So he jumps in the truck and goes to the bank. He’s calling me. I am still in the middle of my dentist visit, which did not go well. My tooth is infected. Just got that way. And it’s most likely going to need a root canal. Been there, done that. It rarely works. Last time I paid almost $1000 and still ended up having the tooth pulled. So now I’m on an antibiotic to get rid of the infection, and I’m supposed to go see an oral surgeon, yeah right!, but I’m just going to go have it pulled once I’m finished with the antibiotic. I’ll go get a partial plate, it’s a back tooth. We don’t have root canal money, and I just don’t want to be in anymore pain.
So my ADHD has kicked in, I’m anxious and upset, feeling like a complete and utter idiot. WHO LOSES A BLANK CHECK??? (well, it wasn’t completely blank, it did have his signature on it, OH YEAH! TELL ME ABOUT IT!!!!) So I’m totally freaking out. He’s telling me to calm down. He’s gone to the bank and handled it. He’s more worried about me and the tooth thing, and getting upset and freaking out. SO I guess the dentist felt bad for me and she has uterine fibroids too, by the way, but hers are small and don’t really bother her much, but she gave me the prescription, told me to go get it filled, and didn’t charge me for the visit. SO Mr. Rockstar says, “Well, the bank did charge me for the stop payment, $35, so I guess we’ll just consider that the cost of your dentist visit.” We met at Walgreen’s and picked up my prescription then headed home.
He gets ready. I brush my teeth, again for the like 6th time. I fix my makeup because I’ve cried most of it off I was so upset. I take the antibiotic, my vitamin, and 800 mg of Moltrin. We go out to eat. We go to Ruby Tuesday’s since that’s one of the places we went on our honeymoon, plus I have their coupon. And I get a Ruby Relaxer, then I got one more. OMG! They were delicious. I felt like I was back on Folly Beach sitting on the beach. I really needed that. He stops by K-Mart and gets me some more Orajel for my tooth since they can’t do anything until the infection is gone. Then we came home and I made my own relaxer: cherry vodka and orange juice. And I’m wondering about alcohol and antibiotics but I needed to relax and unwind. I’d have committed murder or mayhem at the least if just being around Mr. Rockstar didn’t calm me down and make me feel better. So I give him a beer and he checks out his FB because he knows I put something on his wall today since it was our anniversary. Then we head to our bedroom and we chill for a while–it’s so nice to just be able to relax and spend time together. No TV, no book, no computer, etc—Just us talking and having a drink. Unwinding after an extremely hectic day.
So I wake up early and I finally finish his present. And WA LA!!! Here it is. I put the picture we took of ourselves
tonight last night after we got home from dinner and used it since we already have a few wedding and honeymoon pictures up. I hung it on the wall near his side of the couch. He hasn’t seen it yet since he’s still asleep. There’s a short poem that I wrote for him yesterday in there, the key to my heart symbol with angel wings since to me it’s like he was sent to me just when I needed him most. The big white circle says, “A good man is hard to find” and there are lots of other little sayings. The background is a love letter. I’m hoping he’ll love it. Knowing him, he will. And now I’m going to go pour myself another much needed cup of coffee and work on my novel while it’s quiet around here. We have a busy day ahead of us and I’m going to enjoy the quiet while I can.