My daughter once told me that I am dysmorphic when it comes to what I look like. This was after I changed my clothes because I hated the way everything was fitting.
When I checked on the meaning of the word and discovered it is a mental illness, I decided she was wrong, of course. I am not obsessive about what I look like. Once I've combed my hair, put on a little eyebrow pencil and dressed, I
usually only look in the mirror again to brush my teeth or put in eye drops.
I will admit I don't like many pictures of myself. Another problem is that I don't know what kind of clothes to buy for my figure type. Over and over I've found myself looking into a dressing room mirror and bemoaning the fact that "I look like a refrigerator!" You know, all big and square. Ugh. That problem is easily solved because I just don't shop. Yea.
I've come to this conclusion. I have been nearsighted since grammar school but only wear my glasses for driving and the occasional movie. A "fuzzy" world is okay with me. When I look in the mirror, I see a person who looks just fine. What a camera sees is everything including all the wrinkles and lines and bumps and rolls that I usually don't notice. Ok, so I'm as vain as the next person. Enough on that.
This morning I'm trying my hand at making Greek yogurt. I put my usual yogurt which I made yesterday into a strainer lined with four layers of cheesecloth and after about an hour and a half there was more than two cups of liquid in the bowl. I dipped a spoon into the yogurt and it didn't seem much different but I'm leaving it for a little longer to see if it will get thicker.