Had a guy over to give us an estimate and felt very uncomfortable. He was nice but I noticed he stared at me. Like, I mean, a real weird stare. We were sitting at the kitchen table and he would write stuff and then look up and stare - again. I was rather uncomfortable and glad when he left. As I closed the door and triple locked it (just joking), noticed I was wearing only one earring! Had taken the left one out for a phone call and didn't replace it before he came -to stare. Probably he was more freaked than I. Usually I wear gold hoops but that day I had a turquoise shell type so it really, well, made him stare.
Sorry if I scared you - I'm sure you thought I was the weird one. And I am.
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Once a few years back, Iwent uptown for something. I stopped to talk to a couple, and she kept smiling. When I got home and happened to look in the mirror, I noticed that I had two different earrings on. I had been trying to decide which ones to wear, got a phonecall, and when I came back to the bedroom, put on my sweater and went uptown. And that was before I hit 60, and now that I am 70 I try to doublecheck things like that before I go out.
Funny, Elaine. One day I nearly left for work in my jammy bottoms- my scrubs were so comfy that "everything" felt normal. And my jammies were navy, just like my scrub pants. I hear it only gets worse, ha, ha.
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