Climbing The Walls
By: They Might Be Giants
I can’t talk, I got to go
Don’t call me back, I won’t get the door
Got to focus on the job
‘Cause I got a new job climbing the walls
I was grinding my teeth, I was wasting my youth
And using up my teeth
Now I’m done chewing my nails
Hanging my head, chasing my tail
It got so bad I quit my job
Then I got a new job climbing the walls…
Last time I went to the dentist, they told me (once again) that I grind my teeth and suggested a night guard. Now, I know I don’t grind my teeth at night and I don’t need a $500 night guard.
But last week it turns out they were right – I am grinding my teeth.
Just not at night.
During the day.
While I am work.
From the stress.
In other news, we are scheduled to look at 2 rental houses Thursday evening, so pray that at least one of these is not fully falling apart, maybe even enough to actually live in….