Hello again!

I promised I’d be more diligent about posts here and I’m making the effort to keep that promise.

Last night, the 14th, I switched to tray 2 of my Invisalign so that I could sleep off the discomfort of new trays and not worry about being too sore to eat or talk. I’m not sure that I really needed to do that just because, when I did switch to the new trays, it wasn’t as uncomfortable as I was led to believe. Snug? Yes. Not fun? Yes. But nothing I couldn’t sleep through.

I can already start to see some of the movement – especially in my lower front teeth that are so crowded.

It looks closer to flat straight teeth now and I know that, no matter what pain or discomfort comes of these trays, it’ll be so worth it.

Maybe, after a couple more trays, I’ll post a good side by side of my first tray selfies and the progress thus far.

Then I’ll have benchmarks of my journey.

If you’re also into Invisalign, drop me a comment below and let me know what you use to seat your new trays properly. I tried my chewies for the first time last night and I don’t feel like it did anything to click my aligners into place that I couldn’t do by gently biting down on my (CLEAN) finger.

Non Invisalign news:

This week had another milestone for me in my 2019 journey to figure out this whole adulting thing.

Monday evening I had my first behind the wheel lesson from a professional!

Yes, you’ve read that correctly. Not only am I living the #adultbraces life, I am also learning how to drive a car. Yes, I know – that’s something that most people do in high school. Yes, I’m a little late to the game. Honestly, I’m tired of caring what people think anymore.

The lesson – it was so intimidating and so scary. As I said, this was my first lesson with the professional. I’ve gone out a few times with friends (bless you for suffering through my <10mph days) and we’ve navigated vacant parking lots and quiet residential streets.

But I am one of those people who fears being behind the wheel and controlling that mass of metal and plastic and rubber. So, for the longest time, 10mph was my limit – think Barney from that episode of How I Met Your Mother.

My instructor was just what I needed though. The security of knowing that there was someone else to brake if I royally screwed up was what I was looking for to head out on the 40mph roads.

And boy, did we.

I ended up driving all over the roads I had always been so afraid of and, even though I’m still terrified of them, I’m proud of myself for not just cancelling the lessons and asking for a refund.

I have one more lesson this Saturday. I hope I can strengthen some of the jittery moments from the other night so that I get more comfortable in the driver’s seat. Then I’ll feel more sure of myself to practice with friends and family so that – fingers crossed – maybe I’ll have my license later this summer or fall!

So that’s been my week so far – I’ll definitely be checking back in after Saturday afternoon.

Let me know if anyone wants me to do posts specifically dedicated to my driving lessons.

Good night!

A