I think I'm moving

Well, I think I'll be moving here pretty much. Today started out with a thud. An orthodontist's appointment which was supposed to be the last check before they take the damn things off turned into "let me just wrench your teeth real hard one more time." In other words, one more month, and then we'll see. This is disappointing, but at least I'm getting close. Again. Ugh. And I had to get up at the crack of dawn (literally) to make it to the appointment. Sooo not worth it. Now all I've got is a jaw full of sore teeth. Ahh well. I'm almost there. I'd better have the straightest teeth in the world when we're done with this though. I deserve them. As Claire said this morning, my orthodontist is the man, and he's keeping me down.