Success and failure

I decided to cook a nice dinner tonight, thinking it might lift me out of my funk. I decided to cook quinoa with carmelized onions and peas and I thought a glass of 2007 Ca' del Solo Albarino would complete the dish. Sounds good, doesn't it? Amy would be pleased to know what an influence she's been on my life, even if this is just a small example. I made the quinoa with vegetable broth and that was a success. The peas were a success. The carmelized onions were more of a fail. If I was going for charcolized onions I would have been a success. I think I should have stopped the process a few minutes before I did. But that's OK. This is how we learn.

In other news, I found out that orthodontists treat TMJ issues and one of my customers works at one who also takes Tricare! I thought I was a huge leap closer. Nope. Orthodontics is covered under Tricare Dental (United Concordia) and they will not cover TMJ under Dental, as it is considered Medical.

I called Tricare this afternoon, after not hearing back from Kanesha, who had promised to call me Tuesday evening. Nothing new. Beatrice called a few oral surgeons to see if they'd accept Tricare and if they did TMJ work, but they were all at lunch. I called later and was told that they'll kick it back to referrals. Funny, I thought I was talking to referrals.

I'm ready to give up. Thankfully I'm not currently in pain. I think that I must have bitten down on something oddly and thrown my joint out of whack or pinched a nerve or something and it just took some time to reseat itself. Then I think that I shouldn't let the insurance company drive me to give up and I should get it checked just in case. But I just don't need this frustration in my life.

I let the cats out of their prison this morning with some success. Marco did not pee on the loveseat or anything else. While I was at work, I decided it would be best to keep them (well, him, really) in the bathroom. I let them out again when I got home and so far so good. Of course I probably just jinxed myself.

Things at the shop are slow. Slow. Slow. Sloooooooooooooooow. If we keep at this pace, I think we will establish a new worst month. With sales at 50% of the previous worst month. Oofah. That depresses me. People keep coming in and saying that they don't want me to leave, that we really need the shop, blah blah blah, yet (duh) I can't stay in business if I don't have sales. I thought long and hard today about talking to the landlord about not renewing and just closing the doors in September. But I know that's just the funk talking.

I'm not surprised I'm in a funk, considering everything that's going on. Plus Bill is not doing all that well up there and that just makes me feel worse. I know I can't do anything about that, but it breaks my heart to know that he's unhappy. I hope that life for him will improve and quickly. As for me, I need to get out of this funk somehow and get back in my generally sunny disposition. But how?