If there’s one personal habit that drives me completely up the wall it’s when someone smacks while eating.  That wet squishy sound wedges itself under my nerves like fingernails on chalkboard does to some people.  If it goes on for too long I have to remove myself from the room lest I make an unfortunate remark to the offender.

Lately I’ve found myself mortified by that evil sound as I hear it escape from my lips on occasion.  The problem is that my braces take up space and make it more difficult to keep everything “in check.”  It takes conscious effort to prevent any unfortunate sounds from escaping.

Oh well, I suppose I can just remind myself that this will eventually pass.  Only 17 months to go…