Most of the time I am pretty content as I am, kinda sorta. I hate having no insurance (even as I am pretty healthy) and not much hope of getting any or… well lots of things. The cute little no Koch app is cute, except I don’t have a cell phone, let alone a smart phone and I will never have one (well I might someday). I really don’t miss TV or movies (I am seriously out of the culture loop and that gets to me sometimes), not only do I not have the money for them I don’t have the time. I think/fear my computer is reaching the edge if its ability to deal with all the blasted updates every website is engaging in, and I am not sure how I will cope with that.
I would like to have a nice new piece of clothing — or even one from a thrift shop — the best dressed woman I know in town, gets all her clothes from the crop of local thrift shops — but even that isn’t going to happen.
I hate the stress getting help to have cataract surgery is — such an amazing plethora of anxiety dreams. Maybe after I have cataract surgery and can see, everything will be less daunting, maybe not.
Sunshine, coffee and a bit of quilting might help.
For tonight I will edit (without pay) the paper of a student I tutor, try to quilt, take a bit of a walk and then try to read a book I wish was large print.
Flicker is now too messy to even look at. (Actually maybe it is pretty to look at but too chaotic and very very very slow.) I mean I enjoy looking at the tumblr monthly archive occasionally, but I would not want to live there.
The font is too tiny to read until at least after my cataract surgery. (If I make it big enough to read the page is not usable.)
I am sure that bodes really well.