This problem is NOT resolving itself. DrC is ready to throw the damn thing overboard. We can buy a new one in Tahiti for roughly three grand. Lovely. But we have to go back to Tahiti to do this. We might be able to cut the price considerably by purchasing it duty free. That's an interesting wrinkle. It'll still be insanely expensive.
But the real reason we'll probably end up back in Tahiti is Jaime's teeth. Her wisdom teeth can't wait another 4 months and have decided to erupt. Now. I don't know what the heck we're going to do about this, actually. We're emailing the orthodontist who took her x-rays last year. Hard to say what we're going to learn from that exercise. At this point, DrC is proposing that I fly her to New Zealand and get her orthodont started. Because we can afford that. Two tickets to New Zealand from Tahiti, please.
I'm depressed today. No decisions can be made for at least 24 hours in any case. Then we'll have to figure out what to do next. Part of me is in denial. The other part of me is making cheese buns. I finally found a yeast that works in 80F temperatures. My New Zealand just couldn't handle the temperatures and my Mexican yeast couldn't handle French flour. My Polynesian yeast is happy here, but I expect it to start balking as soon as we head west to the Cook Islands. In the meantime, we had garlic rolls for dinner, fried dough for breakfast, cheese buns for lunch. The entire family will soon be in a yeast coma.
At least it's cheap.