A Friend in Need …

dentist
Just about everyone with whom I’ve come into contact over the years has been privy to the wailing and teeth gnashing that accompanies my never-ending dental odyssey, so as an early “welcome to your new hometown” gesture, my friend Geni gifted me with a dentist. No joke. She called her guy, asked if he accepts new patients and verified his willingness to accept my favorite payment method, Care Credit. Now, that’s a friend. I still have no move date. No mover. No answer to the latest Chase dilemma. But I do have a dentist. Sounds about right at this point.

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