Today, I had an appointment with the Hygienist and Dentist. The latter told me that, due to my teeth-grinding, I require a mouth shield.
While it doesn't seem like a big deal, it hit me like a tonne of bricks. Spending so much, recently, it was a straw breaking the camel's back. Didn't help matters that I circumnavigated the centre of that town, for a place to park, as the only free bay at the park opposite the Practice was Disabled.
Then, I went to my main town; buying an LP at the record shop, plus oranges at Lidl. Then had to negotiate a planned diversion, due to the main road home being resurafced.
MY life is stress, in a bottle. Living on your own isn't all a bed of roses. Stuff needs doing. And life keeps dealing lemons, while you don't have the opportunity to make lemonade.
At least I have Leah. Plus a cleaner, who comes once a week. But it's a temporary dopamine rise.
