Tuesday's Musings...

A half hour waiting outside an Orthopedic surgeon.

Bob had his last appointment this morning and as per usual I whiled the time away in our car, right outside. So far we have been incredibly lucky with finding parking right outside the rooms. Makes a difference and also helps in making time go faster.

Sitting and observing. A great way to learn about people and coincidentally see oneself from a different angle. Yes, there have been many an occasion these last two weeks ( or four times we have been at the specialist ) where I at first thought; yikes lady, should you be wearing that / gosh, how old but suddenly, took pause and wondered whether I wasn't picking up in others what I had and am myself. A sort of subconscious way of telling me to perhaps face reality???

But, some where really a touch too much. At what age should you stop wearing tight leggings in public? Unless you are a supermodel, you shouldn't at any age unless they are worn underneath a long tunic. Honestly, some women this morning were dressed more appropriate for a day lazying on the couch at home, away from prying eyes and what gets me is that all of them were dropped off and picked up by their husbands. Henpecked I suppose...Bob had better tell me if my musings turned to tight leggings!

The other interesting insight I gleaned was the fact that my darling husband was by far the youngest man to enter the rooms. The receptionists must have been giddy with delight at seeing such a young buck. Oh yes, I did casually ask him if they were nice and friendly to him. Turns out they were...can't fault them because my husband is cool.

Biggi