There are deep changes, and there are superficial changes. Sometimes, one is caused by the other, and sometimes it is difficult to tell which is which.
Money can't buy happiness, true; but it can buy clothes and cosmetics and cars and convenience.
I have new clothes. Clothes without holes, or unraveling, or stains. Clothes that fit and look good on me. So many clothes I had to order thinner hangers. Never before have I had too many clothes for my closet.
I have jeans and cords in many colors. I have 'slacks'. I have shirts and tanks and cowl-necks and turtlenecks and boatneck T's. I have jackets and sweaters and coats and vests. I have brown loafers and black loafers and sandals and 'cute shoes'. And boots, nice, efficient boots. I have scarves and arm warmers, and dividers in the underwear drawer. In the mornings, I have to remind myself that it's ok to wear nice clothes, even if I don't plan to leave the house.
Last time I shopped for clothes -- nearly two decades ago -- it was difficult and debilitating. Now the makers seem to have noticed that there are lots of women my size out here, and I had much to choose from. Amazing.
I have makeup. Yes indeed. Expensive, easy-to-use makeup. And new glasses to see it with. My eyes don't hurt anymore.
And -- a new car. A cute little purple (Blackberry Pearl) Honda Fit. It sits up high, easy to get in and out of. It's an automatic, so my knee works without pain every day now. It has air conditioning. This is not a luxury car -- it was rated Best Budget Car by Consumer Reports last year -- but it seems like luxury to me. Automatic locks! Automatic windows! And -- this is a luxury -- remote start for cold mornings. Soon it will have a home in the garage (before & after pictures later.)
I still have some meals delivered, but not Meals on Wheels anymore. If you live in Missoula, check out What's For Dinner -- wonderful food, delivered to the door on Tuesdays. For me, one of her meals plus extra veggies is two meals, so I can do this more often than otherwise.