I just picked up my new contacts after wearing my glasses for the WHOLE stinking weekend! I hate wearing my glasses! I cant smile in them without the back of my head cramping up... and not only that, I feel like I am in a box peeking out a teeney little hole looking at the world. I really dont like putting my contacts in every day either, but man...I didnt even make it out of the parking lot before I had those boxes open and the contacts in my eyes!!! Once I had them in and looked around, I felt like I was awake for the first time all weekend! Ahhh... I sure hate the things, but they are SO much better than my glasses. Maybe if I had a different pair, it would be better...but I say that every time I get a new pair and I end up hating them just as much as the last pair.
On my way out of the building, I helped this little old man through the doors. He was having the hardest time getting in the double doors with his walker. The door was shutting on him and he was getting tripped up on the rug. Then there was another set of double doors on the other end of the entry way so I helped him with those too. He was so cute...His depends were poking up out of the top of his pants and he was so thankful for something as simple as a little help with the door. He said "Thanks for taking care of us old folks!" :) I just wanted to hug the guy! I am glad he wasnt offened by the help.I never know if I should help someone or let them do it themselves. I dont want to offend them! Some people just want to do it themselves and not need anyone else to do simple things!! I am glad he didnt yell... or get hurt by the door!
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