It was one of THOSE days

You always hear about moms who don't take care of themselves because they're so busy taking care of the rest of the family. I thought that meant other moms, but apparently it includes me.

Yesterday morning, I took my glasses off and they crumbled in my hands. I don't know how old they are, but they must be between 5 and 12 years old. Thankfully, I already had an eye appt. scheduled for early July. And thankfully, I have contacts. And Super Glue. Which I did not get all over my hand. Not this time, anyway.

Last night I was eating scrambled eggs and an English muffin when one of my front teeth crumbled. Again. I wonder how to figure out if I got my money's worth out of the work I had done on that tooth a couple years ago. More than that, I wonder if I'll ever be able to stop running my tongue over it. To my credit, making a dental appointment was also on my to-do list. I just hadn't been able to reach them when they were open. I knew it was time for a cleaning, really. I go every thirteen years, like clockwork.

In the interest of full disclosure, I also have a lab appointment in July. I'll be interested to see if my A1c goes down again. And I had a hair appointment, but the receptionist and I had a little miscommunication, so I'll have to reschedule. Unless all my hair breaks off first, in which case I'll be online, ordering hats. Or not. Have I mentioned how much I hate hats?

Well there. Now my brother can imagine me as a bald old lady, blind as a bat and gumming my food. He'd just better remember he's only a couple years behind me!