Actually, my eyes are doing pretty damned good. Still in readers - no bifocals yet. It's everything else that seems to be going to hell in a handbasket. No, that's not true. I'm just going in for my well-woman checkup today. I do think that I've damaged/torn my rotator cuff, however. It's been bothering me for weeks and doesn't seem to get better. Of course I don't think boxing class is doing it any favors. Even my run yesterday really bothered it. So, I'll have my doc check it out.
Had another flare up in the if-it's-not-one-thing-it's-your-Mother ongoing drama yesterday, but I'll confine the details of that, venting my spleen and the accompanying resentment to my paper journal. Nuff said.
I'm getting my hair done today by the stripper-turned-stylist. Almost feels like a lap dance sometimes - not that I would know about that. I now think I know why my boss sees her. But she does good hair. I'll see how well she can teach me to do the whole blow out thing with the round brush. I totally suck at it.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Learn to blow out.