Today I get out of the house. The car is fixed and my computer glasses are ready.
I’m still working on finding a pair of frames for daily wear, but when I can see the computer screen clearly again that will be a big help in finding them.
I did find out a few things about myself while being half blind. One is that I don’t like change as much as I once did. Even bad things that happened had an element of challenge that I used to like.
Am I loosing my ability to adjust? Or maybe I’m just fearful of loosing my eyesight? What I don’t want to be is a fearful old ninny locking myself away from life.
Yes, I know that no one in their right mind wants to loose a working part of themselves. But I wasn’t very resilient about a temporary condition.
Maybe it was just the fact that I rely on my crafts to keep me busy and out of trouble. Whatever the cause, I’m not happy about how I handled it. I have long since learned that being cranky doesn’t fix a thing and often makes the situation worse.
Once Mountain Man had the part the rain was keeping him from putting it in as fast as I was hoping. He stayed out in the rain building a stone wall instead of coming in the house just to avoid being in the same space with my mood.
I must say that I am ashamed at that. Why do we let small things bother us so much more and pull up our boot straps when the big bad things come our way?
I’m looking for some gumption, know where I can get a truck load? Apparently I need some.