Beauty

[aprilskies]

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@KaySDwrote:

@aprilskies, I hear ya about being wealthy. But I was decluttrering a huge pile of files today (yay me), and came across a bunch of pithy sayings I've been collecting off and on for ages. Here's one to make us feel better: "If money will solve it, it's not a problem." Whaddaya think?

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@KaySD, I think that is about right. I dont think money would solve my "problems."  I dont even want a massive amount of money, after a certain amount there are diminishing returns, however, I would love enough to help those around me and make me a bit more secure that if I was to leave my job, I would have no concerns at all.  I certainly dont want more money for more stuff, that is for sure.

That is a good saying.  Sometimes everyone thinks money will solve their problems.

[just bee]

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@KaySDwrote:

@just beeAble April?

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@KaySD

It has a certain ring to it, huh?

[aprilskies]

@geezerette - Just wanted to say hello and hope you are hanging in there. 

@oshare-girl - I havent seen you in a while. I hope you are well and just taking a break from posting. 

[just bee]

@geezerette

I have a bone to pick with you.  You keep saying you're an old lady.  Well, I'm not so sure about that.  But if you are, scoot over and make some room on the bench for me because so am I.

They found a tiny cataract during my eye exam yesterday.  Sure, there are reasons other than age for a cataract.  Too much sunlight (Albuquerque); diabetes (mom was diabetic); alcohol (Amstel Light).

I'm not giving up the Amstel.  I'll just get a German Shepherd when WGD is gone.

[geezerette]

Well, I am a little old lady.  And I really look, and act, the part lately.  

Yep.  I have a minor cataract too.  Have had for the last few years.  Apparently it/they aren’t getting any worse, or so I’m told.  But the first time the doctor told me I had a cataract it was kinda creepy.  Me?!  That’s for old  sick people, not me!  My mom had them; dad, no.  OG had them along with other diabetic vision problems.  But me?  No way.  Yep, way.

I spent about 30 minutes trying on practically every frame in the office, not that I could actually see what I looked like, of course.  My problem is that I have a narrow face and many frames now don’t come in small enough sizes to fit properly.  I was once told by an optician that I should look for frames in the children’s section.  Maybe he was just referring to my childish attitude, I don’t know. I only remember he was nice, and cute.

Anyway, after I had decided half-heartedly on a pair of frames, the optician found one we both liked that came in a size and color we both agreed on.  Why that couldn’t have happened about 25 minutes sooner is beyond me.  Now I’m just waiting for that call to find out what a lousy decision we both made.

ETA:  A German Shepherd is a good choice.  Just don’t get a Rott.  All they will do is lay on the floor right in front of wherever you want to walk and trip you.

[geezerette]

@aprilskies

Yep, I’m hanging in here.  Much to my chagrin sometimes.  I always thought if I was in this situation I would just explode or go poof! into thin air and disappear.  Hasn’t happened yet, unfortunately.  What I can’t quite understand is how I can be this nervous constantly for this long and be this exhausted at the same time.  The OG was the goer and doer and extrovert, not me.  I haven’t talked to so many people or gone so many places in my life.  It’s exhausting.  But I am learning what a big hole he left in so many people’s lives.  I end up consoling more people than they do me.   Even the mail lady and UPS man were crying.  (So you know I haven’t stopped shopping.  Some things transcend even tragedy!)

Speaking to your conversation with @KaySD about money solving problems, it’s going to solve some of mine, hopefully.  I’m running into some documentation I need for various companies that I’m not familiar with.  So, I’m taking some of the OG’s hard earned money and seeing an attorney next week.  He can handle it.  This is one of those times that I’m mad.  This should have already been taken care of years ago, but no, the old man wouldn’t go for it.  I never could understand how he could trust an accountant but not an attorney with our affairs.  It was so easy with the accountant—I called him and told him what happened and he took care of everything. I went in, signed a couple of forms, wrote a couple of checks, and it’s done.  And he’ll continue to take care of it.  Money definitely helps in some situations.  

As for shopping, the first couple of days I couldn’t imagine ever buying anything again.  Nothing mattered anymore.  Then, the robocalls started, or should I say, continued at the most inappropriate times.  Coincidentally, the Q was having a call blocker TSV.  So I ordered it.  But then I needed a phone that was call ID compatible.  And of course I had to get caller id from the phone company.   Turns out it’s wonderful.  I wish I had done it years ago.  And the thing is, the new phone is so much clearer than the old one, the OG could have heard it much better.  Sometimes it’s actually a good thing to not hang on to old stuff.

Add to those items, a lightweight hand cart now that I have to lug those large dog food bags myself.  A new Sonic toothbrush to replace the new one I just bought a few months ago that I hate.  (The new one is the same model as the ones I’ve been using for years that are finally giving out.)  And new Clarisonic brushes.  Apparently I’m going to actually continue to wash my face too.  Will wonders never cease.

Thanks for thinking of me.  I’ve just been too tired to visit for a while.  Things should get a little less hectic in a while, so I’ll probably be here more soon.

[just bee]

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@geezerettewrote:

Well, I am a little old lady.  And I really look, and act, the part lately.  

Yep.  I have a minor cataract too.  Have had for the last few years.  Apparently it/they aren’t getting any worse, or so I’m told.  But the first time the doctor told me I had a cataract it was kinda creepy.  Me?!  That’s for old  sick people, not me!  My mom had them; dad, no.  OG had them along with other diabetic vision problems.  But me?  No way.  Yep, way.

I spent about 30 minutes trying on practically every frame in the office, not that I could actually see what I looked like, of course.  My problem is that I have a narrow face and many frames now don’t come in small enough sizes to fit properly.  I was once told by an optician that I should look for frames in the children’s section.  Maybe he was just referring to my childish attitude, I don’t know. I only remember he was nice, and cute.

Anyway, after I had decided half-heartedly on a pair of frames, the optician found one we both liked that came in a size and color we both agreed on.  Why that couldn’t have happened about 25 minutes sooner is beyond me.  Now I’m just waiting for that call to find out what a lousy decision we both made.

ETA:  A German Shepherd is a good choice.  Just don’t get a Rott.  All they will do is lay on the floor right in front of wherever you want to walk and trip you.

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@geezerette

I saw the red Versace frame three weeks ago and jotted down all the contenders in the doctor's office.  Three weeks later, on appointment day, all my choices were gone but one.  It's not that I was in love with the red Versace -- I just wanted a break from any metal.  Happily, they ordered a pair for me.  When they show up I'll go in for measurements.

When I went to the dentist I had my regular hygienist.  A lovely girl who's great at her job and keeps Irish Wolfhounds.  She, too, had a story about breaking a hand.  She was out in the yard by the pool with friends and she stepped over one dog but didn't notice the second until she was falling, beer bottle in hand.  A girl after my own heart.  She said it took a year before her hand started to feel normal.

Not only do I have a cataract, but they're changing my progressive prescription.  The bifocal part is progressing.  Looks like I may need that Shepherd, after all.

Make room on the bench, sister.

[geezerette]

@just bee

I just had a minor astigmatism change.  I’m leery of any prescription changes.  They usually don’t go well.  But we’ll see.

It’s a big bench and I’m pretty thin right now.  There’s plenty of room...

[just bee]

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@geezerettewrote:

@aprilskies

Yep, I’m hanging in here.  Much to my chagrin sometimes.  I always thought if I was in this situation I would just explode or go poof! into thin air and disappear.  Hasn’t happened yet, unfortunately.  What I can’t quite understand is how I can be this nervous constantly for this long and be this exhausted at the same time.  The OG was the goer and doer and extrovert, not me.  I haven’t talked to so many people or gone so many places in my life.  It’s exhausting.  But I am learning what a big hole he left in so many people’s lives.  I end up consoling more people than they do me.   Even the mail lady and UPS man were crying.  (So you know I haven’t stopped shopping.  Some things transcend even tragedy!)

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@geezerette

That's what happened to Better-half when he went to take care of his mother's things.  He met person after person who knew and loved his mother.  She moved from California to Colorado, retired and started a whole new life.  She was so involved in that community.

Knowing that she had made such an impact on other people was a huge comfort -- and surprise -- for BH.

[just bee]

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@geezerettewrote:

@just bee

I just had a minor astigmatism change.  I’m leery of any prescription changes.  They usually don’t go well.  But we’ll see.

It’s a big bench and I’m pretty thin right now.  There’s plenty of room...

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@geezerette

I'll bring snacks.  Any requests?