Perfect Teeth

I would love to have perfect teeth. My smile is the one thing I would change about myself. It’s not that my teeth are crooked or rotten. I was blessed with straight teeth that have only endured 2 cavities. My complaints are the subtle gaps between my teeth and the fact a few of my top pearly whites are a bit small compared to their neighbors. Several dentists have encouraged me to consider a smile renovation. “You’re a perfect candidate,” they say. Supposedly it wouldn’t take much to make a dramatic and positive change.

Aside from my fear of the dentist’s chair, another concern prevents me from jumping on the makeover bandwagon. What if improving my smile opens my eyes to other things that need fixing? It’s not impossible. My husband and I painted the walls of a small bathroom and suddenly all of the other walls in our home looked shabby. Once all of the walls were painted our dingy kitchen appliances stuck out like a sore thumb. The new appliances gave light to how outdated our countertops are becoming. We haven’t acted on changing the countertops because it is painfully obvious how wrong our cabinets will become afterwards. Looking back, we may have been happier, and certainly wealthier, had we simply left that boring bathroom alone.

See why the decision to improve my smile is giving me trouble? Once I’m no longer distracted by gaps and such, who knows what facial lines and saggy something-or-others will jump out at me. It’s bad enough on the week that follows a new haircut and color. My hair looks so good, there’s no way I can go without make-up. Imagine if I had good hair and good teeth. Nothing positive can come from it, if you ask me.

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