A not so tropical heat wave…. More like the fire of a thousand suns! It’s been up into the 110’s! Lord, have mercy!
I had my eyes examined on Saturday because my vision was becoming really blurry. I’ve never had issues with my vision but my mom wore glasses, all four of my kids wear glasses, but I wrote it off as a side effect of a medication. So, I go strolling in all thinking that I’m gonna get me some sassy glasses, I’m never gonna be the boring glasses lady, not in this life time, so I’m kind of thinking I’m gonna be cute……
I have to have surgery…..
That’s my life in a nutshell.
There’s a problem with my left eye and when I say that I couldn’t see through that eye for the exam I mean the doctor acted like I was a moron for not even knowing that there were letters on the screen. All I could see was the light. My right eye? Perfect vision, but eventually I’ll need surgery on that one as well, I guess.
Yay! But it looks like I might not be getting those sassy glasses after all.
My YM has been going through IT. She broke up with her boyfriend of seven years and he moved to Chicago last Sunday ( Thank you, Jesus!) On Wednesday she tested positive for Covid. Like the kind that kicks your ass for a few days, not the “ I think I have allergies “ kind. She couldn’t move and had no help. I ordered her groceries and meds and vitamins and teas and a robe and fuzzy socks and a heating pad and a pulse ox meter and cocoa and a new soft blanket. Had it delivered to her. I’m still a mama after all.
I’m watching 1883 and I’m not thrilled about it. It in no way inspires me to to get in a wagon train and go west. I would have planted myself firmly on the east coast if I lived back then. I’m just not built for torture.
I’m gonna go. I’m boring myself.
Tracy
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