Sure hope it's worth it, and I won't still have to have surgery after the lesions have healed.
No, I'm not going to start treating the other shoulder quite yet. I'm not nearly that masochistic.
You know this person I'm about to describe: the friend who sells shakes or skin care or cleanses through social media and obsesses about those things, making thinly-veiled attempts to get you to sign up to be a special customer or whatnot to help them grow their business.
We all have them. You know you do, and you might even be one of those people. No shame there, and good on ya for becoming an entrepreneur.
I have a few friends like that, and by and large have resisted their entreaties for a greater involvement in whatever product line they are spokesmodels for. I can erect a pretty strong wall around my money when necessary.
I've recently started using this eye cream and this lip serum sold to me by a friend, who promised great things and showed me 'before and after' photos of real people experiencing real results with the use of the products, and I bit. Just a teeny-tiny bite, but bite I did.
I know. Me and self-care? Nearly imponderable, but dang those B&E's were gooood and I wanted a piece of it for my scaly old self. You can talk all day but pictures (generally) don't lie, even if you DO have Photoshop Pro.
And you know what? After about 3 weeks of using this stuff on a daily basis, my eye crinkles are lessening and my lips are plumping up and are way less chapped than they have been for, oh, the last three years or so.
Well worth the money spent, IMHO, as there's TONS more product left in the pots and capsules, even though it's said that each pot lasts only a month or so.
Tish tosh to that. TISH TOSH!!! I'mma squeeze 3 months out of each container. I'm SAVING MONEY!!
(refer back to the money wall)
Then recently, a new offer was made to pick up a 'bundle' of products at a reduced price (even more if you sign up for the 'special customer' deal), which includes a lash-growing product the B&E likes of which I was captivated by. Who doesn't want long fluttery lashes in only a few weeks' time? Nobody, that's who. Even boys want that Justin Trudeau ish, believe me.
For sure by now you know what I did.
I bundled up, baby.
Bottom line is this: by summer my skin should be soothed (that damned rosacea isn't going away by itself), my eye-skin should be almost line-free, my lips should be bulbous and lush, and my lashes should be sweeping nearly up to my eyebrows like they did what I was 16 (no lie - they did). I have high hopes.
And if all that doesn't come to pass, I'm stopping all the Rodan and Fields products and start living life as a lonely goat-herder and former Miss America contestant up in the mountains of Mebane. Because that's all that will be left of my life to achieve.
Goals, we all should have them.