Welcome to my pity party! So glad you’re here.
So this morning our tree tried to poke my eye out! After several hours at the urgent care, they determined the diagnosis: corneal abrasions. Boo hoo. Have you ever cut your eye? It is very painful and what’s worse, you need your eyes for (almost) everything. Boo hoo again. Lest you think I’m going to continue complaining about my poor eye, I have some humor to share.
A woman (whom I shall call “Shannon” because I think that was really her name) with two small, sick children tried to pick me up. Or so I thought because she kept telling my how she thought I looked so smart and had such nice skin and I was wearing such cute boots, blah blah. I was sort of flattered and sort of weirded out until she told me that she is a Mary Kay rep and asked if I would like a free facial. Guffaw. I felt sorry for her so I gave her my phone number so I guess I have a looming date with a Mary Kay rep. Sigh. Do you think she just hangs out at the urgent care clinic, waiting for people who are sick, injured and otherwise incredibly distracted? Probably not, but it’s fun to wonder. Aaahhh, pain killers. You are so odd.
