Baby Tooth

Hi. My name is Tracey. I am going to be 26 years old at the end of March and yes, I have a baby tooth.

This is one of the many strange things about my dental situation. Here’s a little “fun fact about Tracey” blog for you.

When most kids were losing their teeth at five and six, I didn’t lose my first one until I was nine. And the others came out slowly. Very slowly. Some didn’t really come out  at all.

I got braces in the sixth grade and in order to keep things going, my dentist literally had to pull I’d say around eight teeth.

Maybe six.

Six to eight.

Some were pulled with a numbing shot, but there were a couple already lose ones that I said screw it, just pull it and get it over with. (Well, not word for word, but yeah. You get the picture). It was always the ones that weren’t lose at all that were the worst. The pulling…tugging…

I’m sure you’re cringing already, so I’ll stop.

Here’s the next part of the “fun facts” on me was that most of my back teeth never came in.

“Oh, but you’ll have wisdom teeth, maybe you’ll be the only person to benefit from them!”

NOPE. Didn’t get those either.

My dentist/orthodontist (all-in-one) is incredible. My teeth themselves weren’t bad, but he lasered my gum line and put veneers on my front four so they filled out nicely the night the top braces came off.

Then with the fun help of braces, he pulled all my teeth forward.  You’d never know that I only have two molars on each side on the top and one molar each on the bottom.

Not sure how many you’re supposed to have, feel around with your tongue and count your own. I’ve got six.

I did have three on the top of one side at one point, but since there wasn’t a tooth below it, it’s just started coming out on it’s own. Those were really interesting x-rays to look at. You couldn’t see it since it was so far in the back, and it was going to fall out completely eventually, so he pulled it a few years ago.

And finally, out of my six molars is one baby tooth.

That’s right.

I’m almost 26 and I have a baby tooth.

I hear that’s actually a real thing with more than just me and there are other people out there with baby teeth. That’s cool, I guess.

But I worry sometimes, especially when there’s a sensitivity. It can be sensitivity with any of my back teeth, it just reminds me that I have a baby tooth. And baby teeth are made to fall out. This would be somewhat noticeable if it came out and dental insurance doesn’t cover implants. Or at least it didn’t awhile ago. We tried. It’s a lot of money for a tooth implant.

They called it a “cosmetic” surgery. Sure, it is. Except for when the teeth just never came in at all. You learn to live with what you’ve got.

I digress.

My dentist hasn’t been worried about it. He’s so great, his response is, “If it happens, don’t worry, I will fix it.” It’ll come with a cost, but he’s been my only dentist ever, so I’m sure he’d work with me.

So yeah, that’s my mouth. In a nutshell. Fun fact.

They liked it! They really really liked it!

No, we didn’t get an offer. We did, however, have a successful open house.

Our realtor said about five or six groups of people came and surprisingly didn’t make a stink about the carpet. No one really did. One person didn’t really have any complaints, so when our realtor asked, his response was “…well, it doesn’t have a fence.”

Other people commended our decor, so much so that they weren’t sure if they could make it look the way it does now. We like that compliment, and everything is negotiable.

But there was this girl and her mom. The girl, who was married with a baby, came with her mother. I guess her mom picked it apart, in a bad way. The girl, however, really liked it. Like, really liked it.

Other than the carpet and maybe wall colors, all of which can be changed, what’s there to like? Nothing can go seriously wrong. It’s 10 years old. It has a new roof, gutters, window screens, fixtures, dishwasher, etc. Then there are all the upgrades too such as the ceiling fans, custom lighting or faux wood blinds.

Hopefully this girl can get passed whatever her mom’s complaints are, bring her husband in and make the decision for herself.

We shall see.

Last Open House….For Awhile

Counters are clean, tubs are scoured, tops have been dusted.  Just have to vacuum the carpets, sweep the floors, clean out the dishwasher, handwash a couple dishes and a few other final touches. Sure, this is a weekly routine for everyone. That’s nothing new. Just the fact that it has to be so damn perfect so people are impressed is what I find to be exhausting. This is our open house/showing routine.

I went through last night and rearranged some of the cabinets so people could see how much room there was and cleared my kitchen countertops off. I suppose people like that. Here sOpen Houseoon, we’ll have this whole place cleared out. Not sure if that will hurt or help us. (The way it’s staged is nice, but perhaps it would be better for people to vision it without our furniture).

Blogging through this has been somewhat helpful to me, although the reason I’ve been doing it isn’t to have an outlet to complain and vent. It’s to help someone else. If my blog comes up in a search for what it’s like to go through selling a house, I’d like them to know how it really works. Or at least when you’re pressed for time and need something to happen soon.

The two of us have come up with a final game plan, so if it doesn’t sell, it will be okay. That’s calmed a lot of my worries. Now I’m just ready to move.

We took a look at our new place yesterday without the now previous in it. I fell in love in love with it harder than I ever have before. It still doesn’t feel real to me. I don’t think it will until we’re in it. Or when I have that first drive to work that literally cuts my commute by over half. Or the first night our windows are open and I can just see the city lit up.

But right now our focus is this house. Today. Then tomorrow, and for the next couple weeks, it will be packing and purging.

Getting Closer

February 14 will be here before we know it.

I’ve been overly stressing this move, selling the house, etc., and for awhile have been doubting if this is the most insane thing I’ve done.

I had dinner last night with a great friend I haven’t seen in awhile and it was so refreshing to talk to someone who was so excited for us. Between the house not having any offers yet and some other people questioning what we’re doing, it’s really gone to my head.  Even after I completely assured myself we were fine and could do this.

Talking with her last night really reassured me we’re doing the right thing (moving into an apartment downtown).  At this point, we’re locked in, so there’s no going back anyway.

One of the things she said to me was how much that extra hour in my day was really going to change my life. It sounds minimal, but I’m sure it will more than I know. I’ve been driving out to where I live now for the last eight years I’ve been with my fiancé.  My commute during college was about 40 minutes and my job now is about an hour commute.  Each way.

I’ll be able to work out without feeling exhausted from being in the car so long. I’ll be able to actually cook a dinner and it not be 7:45 p.m. before I’m done. I’ll be able to sit for a minute. I’ll feel more motivated to laundry on a week night. Hell, I might start going to the grocery store during the week.

The move is exactly three weeks from today. We have an open house on Sunday, although from what our realtor explained, we’re probably not going to have any offers until we replace our floors.  We won’t want to do that until we’ve moved. So that pretty much bombs my wish of having the house sold before we move.

No one ever said it would be this hard. Hopefully it’s all worth it in the end and we get a buyer soon.

Feedback Schmeedback

Well good news, heard back from our realtor about yesterday’s showing. Bad news, however, was they liked it except for the carpet.

Reoccurring theme here, that we were anticipating.

You see, we put the house on the market at a lower price because we thought someone would prefer to put in their own carpet. Whatever they wanted.

Looks like that’s just not what buyers are interested in.

Our realtor thinks we should consider getting estimates. I’m sure I’m more stressed about it than my fiancé is. And in the end, it raises the value EVEN more for us.

I mean the place has a brand new roof, gutters, window screens, dishwasher, upgraded brushed nickel finishes, custom lighting, ceiling fans in each room, etc., it’s a steal for what we have it listed as.

Although people are going to only see what’s wrong, what they’ll have to fix. I can’t say I blame them. I just wonder why people don’t want to take advantage of a low price and do it themselves. Probably because they don’t have it upfront.

I just wonder if we fix the flooring, what else won’t they like?

We don’t want to do a credit for the flooring because then you have to completely set it up with the contractor. We can’t just give the buyer money.

So I suppose we will replace it ourselves.

Increase the value.

Then hope like hell it sells.

We have another open house this Sunday, maybe someone will bite before we do some serious work.