Profile Pic Choice
Choosing a profile photo is not really high on my worry list. But a week ago, I decided it was time to reveal my current hair-do on Facebook. I eased my new wig-less image onto FB, by sharing the space with my 4-year-old, pixie self. It seemed safer.
I really do know that this whole short hair thing is not a big deal. But somehow posting the photo, made me worry less about bumping into acquaintances... who seem jolted by my drastically different hair and end up making awkward compliments.
Haha! It's obviously not all about me. I'm protecting others.
Driver's License Renewal
Yesterday, I had the task of getting my driver's license renewed. I started to dash out the door and then I paused. I'm getting so used to my short hair, so I didn't think about the photo choice. Hmm... do I really want my license to show my crew cut image for the next 10 years? I tossed on my wig and headed off.
Funny. I've griped about that wig for months. The two images don't really look that different!
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me. I ranted for a year, until I got my vaccine in March 2021.
Coronary Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was Don who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C".
Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post!