Zelda is having major contact issues. Okay, and I am severely time impaired. I only have 24 hours each day to accomplish about 32 hours worth of stuff. So…maybe something has to go. I know, I won’t take someone to the doctor’s, or maybe I’ll give up the Y, or sleep even less than 6 hours. But this lack of time is only made worse when I CAN’T SEE.
My contacts must be defective or something because I have taken 3 out of the box in the last 2 days, they felt like straw was under them and then they each failed my ultimate test: putting them in the other eye to check the comfort level. Each one failed. Now I have retrieved the empty wrappers from the trash and , if I can find the time, may march myself to Walmart and ask for another box. The last time this happened, it turned out there was a recall of that kind and they gave me a replacement box free. Does lightning strike twice?
In the good news department, my last foster son before I got married called me today. He has been MIA for about 12 years. None of my contacts knew where he went. He is 33, married father of 3, and was driving near our old home, stopped and asked where we were and got our phone number. I was overjoyed to hear from him.
