Hi! I'm in my late 60's. The hair under my arms has gotten very fine. When I shave, it's not even stiff enough to be shaved. I have a few hairs that are 1-2" long! I don't feel safe just trying to cut them with scissors. What should I do?
I really enjoy seeing McCauley Culkin on the Royal Kingdom commercials! The reason is because he sets such a good example by demonstrating cleaning, cooking, and referring to his wife as "my queen." Young men need to see a man taking care of things like this!
Especially as he's an actor and could probably pay someone to cook and clean. Thanks so much McCauley! I hope my daughter's future husband does those caring tasks!♡
I was sitting alone in my pajamas, drinking coffee and watching Courage the Cowardly Dog. Trying to cheer up. Mother's Day. Down because I wouldn't get to see my daughter (in another state) for a few weeks. Thinking I should go out but not dressed.
I heard a voice outside my 2nd floor apartment call up the steps, "Hi D*****." I called out the window screen, "Hi M***." My landlord. I panicked because I wasn't dressed and it's 12:30 pm(He probably thought it was a safe time). He said, "I'm gonna take a look at these windows out here." A couple windows in my sunporch always slipped down. Without a screen up top, wasps could get in. I said, "Okay."
I quickly ran back to my bedroom & got dressed. Came back. He was gone. I said out loud, "Thank you, God, for my landlord helping me get dressed." Then laughed because I realized how weird that sounded. Like I was an elderly person, and he was a nurse or something. Lol.
Today I have an appointment at the local SS office. This has been a mess for about a year now. Here's what happened-
My ex died. I was told to claim survivors benefits from our abusive marriage which would've raised my SS income (68) by $1000. I earn $1036. Due to my disabilities I've never been able to earn much. Min wage last 12 years. No benefits or PTO for any job. No family help. Sounded good a thousand more?
After applying I realized that I'd lose over $1000 month in benefits. I'd have to buy insurance and go back to work. I'd need FT with benefits to take care of myself but since I couldn't get that in all the years I'd worked, it seemed overwhelming.
I withdrew my claim. The lady at SS shamed me over the phone, saying that it was bad that I wanted to keep benefits. I'm just trying to survive. My adult daughter had moved to another state 5 years ago for work, so I have to be very careful, with my learning disabilities, to keep track of bills.
Divorced 30 years now. Married 17. I wasn't allowed to have say over money while I was married because he said I was too dumb. I needed mobile Psych Rehab for 2 years weekly after I was able to get therapy. At $7.25/hour, I couldn't have come all this way with therapy and meds without Medicaid. If I claimed his benefits , I could easily lose my independence. I work hard to be independent.
So I saved the overpayment from Soc Sec, wrote them a check and they cashed it last Dec. My 1099 came. It didn't show repayment (~$7000). I asked for another & it was still wrong.
I called them on the phone. The lady said she couldn't take care of it and would have to email a special person. Then I got a letter saying that I OWED ~$7000!
I had to go to my bank and ask them for a print out of the check that Social Security had cashed. I finally got a face to face appointment locally today. My caseworker from the county BH/DS is going in with me in case I can't think straight. (social anxiety bad from abuse)My daughter advised me to just tell them the whole story. So that's what I plan.
My daughter filed an extension for me on income tax because I can't file with an incorrect 1099. That's another anxiety producer.
Thanks for letting me vent. I've been too anxious to make a therapist appointment. I really need to start again.
The first time I remember actually taking control of my thoughts, I was 7.
Background: I had a neighbor growing up from Switzerland. My friend & I used to knock at her door sometimes if we thought she was home. She'd give us milk and cookies and talk to us. Back then, we wandered all around the block. Our parents were cool with it. Anyway, Mrs. Garrells, the nice lady, went to Switzerland to visit family. She brought back a souvenir for each of us. Mine was a small book of accordion-folded picture postcards of her country on a keychain.
The next year, my Dad was transferred to another state, so we all moved. I had to leave my familiar friends and neighbors. My little brother was 2 and Mom had her hands full. I remember being outside alone in the lawn of the house that we rented for a year.
I had brought out the souvenir that Mrs. Garrells gave me. I put the key ring over my finger like a ring and held the little book in my closed hand. I was feeling sad but thought to myself - I wonder if some neighbor would see me and wonder what I had in my hand. I thought - I've had friends before and I will make friends here.
I still have that keychain-book in my jewelry box 60 years later.