Going to the dentist is not my favorite. Does anyone love it? So I play a game where I make an appointment. If I have work on my plate, I push it out. It's sort of legitimate, and if I do have work on my brain, I usually can't sit still until it's done. And getting my teeth cleaned qualifies as sitting *very* still. I also feel like I'm 6 again every time I go to the dentist, waiting to be reprimanded for not brushing well enough. "Ooooh Elke, this cleaning is going to take a while" I brace for impact and improve the truth about my oral health habits.
But this year, I made a change. I started using flossers when I drive my kids to and from school. It was my mother's suggestion. And while I was told at my appointment (8 months delayed, to really lay it all out there) that flossers aren't AS effective as flossing, they told me that my teeth had never. looked. better. It's some kind of miracle! I felt almost as good as when I leave a great meeting, which brings me back to work.
Changing habits is tough. When you're used to doing things your own way, and that way hasn't worked in the past, it shouldn't take 30 years to make a change! If something isn't working, fix it. If you can't figure out what's wrong, perhaps it's time to talk to a coach. Or call your mama.