I am Woman!
I feel superbly smug this day.
Things were freezing on my computer you know, resulting in panic. I turned the computer off, walked away and came back, opened the lid. But Argggh! A dark screen!
A convincing inner voice said, “You really did it now. You wrecked the computer. Don’t touch anything else or you are doomed.” But wait! I forgot to push the little button that opens the screen. And Voila! It all works again and everything that was frozen is thawed!
I feel superbly smug this day. Mystery solved.
Be Brave!
My son was counselling me on how to operate Windows 10. “Be brave, “he said, “Be willing to try different things. Don’t be afraid to push buttons. You can always undo what you have done.” Without his calm and expert advice, this blog would not exist.
The last time I was brave I deleted the cache on my cell phone and managed to put it in a deep freeze of protest. There were no calls in or out and no emails either – just a dead phone. Thankfully, things are now restored to normal.
But I have reverted to a timid, cowering techie convinced that all connections will be severed if I push the wrong buttons.
Mismatched Eyebrows
O.K. I admit I still want to look beautiful, even at a venerable old age. I thought that was accomplished this morning, so while Bill was out bush hogging (that means mowing big overgrown fields with a big overgrown mower) (and I knew it was safe to indulge in self fantasy), I took a few selfies.
The glasses helped to eliminate soften wrinkles but if you look closely enough, one eyebrow is light and one is dark! Arrrrgh!
Looking beautiful at a venerable old age is a challenge if you can’t see straight enough to make your eyebrows match up.
Naked Desperation
I just read a book about organizing one’s things. Starting with clothing, the idea is to hold and touch each piece you own to determine if you love it or not. If you FEEL something is wrong and you FEEL you don’t love a piece of clothing, either discard it or put it in the donation pile.
I did it! You can’t imagine the liberated feeling there is to this exercise!
But now the problem is, I don’t have anything to wear!
I have always said, “My husband wouldn’t notice if I went out naked.” Now is his chance to prove me wrong.
Virginia Views 