Being a grown-up

(I am blogging from my bed, which means I’m Swype-typing on my phone, so there’s my disclaimer, there may be a typo or two.)

That’s a long, unnecessary disclaimer for what I’m about to say. Basically I am going to toot my own horn. Or embarrass myself, depending on which way you look at it.

Ahem… I am here to announce that I am now a faithful flosser! That’s every night, folks, I have been flossing my teeth. And I’ve been keeping it up since my last visit to the dentist, which I think was in early April. It has become a new habit for me, something I just do, even if I don’t feel like doing it (which is most days). No need to talk myself into it anymore;  I just do it because it’s part off my nightly ritual.

And can you believe it only took me 37 years to get here?

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