Memory and visual attention when you get closer to 60. You can't remember all 10 digits of a new phone number with an unfamiliar area code; often one of the 4 last numbers will end up transposed with a neighbor. Visual attention: looking on your garage shelves or cupboards for an item and not seeing it even though it's in plain sight.
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Oh that's SO much easier to say!!
I have fallen and landed with my full 200 pounds on the phone held in my hand grinding across 2 feet of asphalt. The scratch on the case is barely visible.
I walk the dogs on the beach at night, dropped the phone in the surf and watched the lit screen at night in the dark washed up the beach 20 feet away from me under the wave. I'm still typing on this indestructible beast.
You will pry my xcover pro 6 with swappable battery out of my cold dead hands.
Dogwood. Hidden away under the canopy, reaching out and up to find sunshine in the PNW rain forest. Beautiful white spring flowers.
After leaving my beloved PNW when I was 12 to move to smoggy searing Los Angeles and missing the green and rain for 45 years, I'm back. We just bought a dogwood for the backyard. So excited for spring.
Yep, our Iggy ran all the way out to the back yard prancing around tail up, barking at the intruder back inside the house. The other two are sitting in bed with me with a 'wtf was that!' expression.
Birds aren't real
Husband: I want one of those! /s
Wife: who needs a rooster when you can hear that all night long??
I'll just leave this reference on copper nanotubes right here.
Yeah. I think there are two schools out there, us anxious types that have to have the room pitch black without light source anywhere or we feel like a laser is drilling into our brain, and then normal people.
THANK you! Wish I had known this app two weeks ago. Neither of my banks have virtual credit cards. The one CSR even said "That's a great idea! I'll pass that along." 🙄
Do you have any gratitudes that are in heavy rotation? My husband and me moving back to my beloved Pacific Northwest are two of my favs.
K, well the scene with drunk Bert wobbling on the edge of the coffee table makes that the best episode for me!