The Driest Skin and Other Gripes

My eyelids twitch. Well, mostly it's the right one, upper. There is also zero moisture in my eyes, which makes them hurt, all the time. Blinking is not something that's supposed to preoccupy your mind...it's one of those involuntary bodily functions like breathing and heartbeats if my memory of science class is correct. I have no idea if this is a by-product of menopause, or just a really annoying tick brought on by years of unabated stress. Either way it sucks.

Birmingham Water Works has the shittiest water on the planet, literally. My shower smells like rotten eggs every time I turn it on. It has turned my beautiful white hair a dingy yellow and dried it out so badly that I'm fairly certain a flat iron would set fire to it. Mother Nature is laughing at me. My dry skin has dry skin. I deposit a pile of epithelial cells every time I leave my seat. Lotion has ONE job...I need something stronger, but what do you put on 80 grit to make it softer?! And I'll pass on the garra rufa pedicure, thank you very much. It's going to take a tub of baby piranha to chew the layers of crust off these feet.

This drying out process makes me feel like beef jerky in a Ronco commercial. I don't see how it can get any worse, yet for me, it seems to keep getting worse...







     

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