Sometimes, someone else just says it better… All of this was embarrassingly true and for real.
Tonight I got a little free time to myself and wasn’t quite sure what to do with it. Somehow, I guess it is just natural to me at this point that, when I think of leaving the house, I think I should go spend some money. I was torn between shopping and getting a pedicure but I also thought ow would be nice to get a library card as Michael had just done.
So, I went to the library, got a card and headed upstairs to peruse the offerings. It was a lovely library and I was feeling euphoric because I had forgotten how much I used to love to read. I only partially made it through non-fiction yet came out with a stack of 7 that will keep me quite busy for a while.
The (still secret) sister blog I am writing may be a better place to post about this one book I checked out as it is so closely aligned to what I am doing there but, for now, i want to share That I am about a third of the way through Peter Walsh’s It’s All Too Much: An easy plan for living a richer life with less stuff . So far, it is EXACTLY what I need at the moment and I am going to force Michael to read it, too. If you struggle with clutter and too much “stuff” and want to change that, check this book out (from your local library, don’t buy it. Duh!)
But it doesn’t look like I am going to walk around with your name in the side of my face. Why must all glasses designers do this? It’s just plain old tacky. It’s like the guy I saw the other day with the Louis Vuitton tattoo on his neck. Dude, anyone can have that, it does NOT make you more classy that you know the logo of an expensive brand of ugly handbags, and, in your case, that shit is permanent. It just makes you look like you lost a mental battle against the false security of consumerism. So, I looked at some of these frames but, so help me, if the ones I like have a logo on the side, I’m removing it.
Anyway, safe for now as all these looked atrocious on me anyway, in these photos at least. Which is really worrysome because I thought they looked okay in the store.
How is it NOT against the law to sell something for $200 that makes you look like a clown. Note: I am not a professional clown.
Who are these “Gucci” people anyway??? Shouldn’t they be jailed and possibly tortured for all the harm they may have done???
And yes, I failed twice to use the webcam to get this lovely and attractive photo of myself for use in bying frames which, yes, I fear I will be buying soon as my left eye is utterly useless. Good times.