It worked.

I started using the stuff more and more.  Bit by bit. -I didn’t just do the bridge of my nose anymore.  No.  I started putting it on my forehead, cheeks, neck, and even my arms if there was a little extra on my hands.

Then I started noticing a disturbing trend.  My face and hands were so cold outside.  All that moisture in my skin was acting as a giant wet blanket transferring my body heat into the great wide open.

That wasn’t my only problem, though.  Far from it.

I started rolling back my usage of the cream – only to discover that my hands and face had grown used to it.  Now i can’t go without.  My once normal skin has become a desolate dessert waiting for the next dew of the god’s to moisten it’s dried and cracked fissures.

As if that wasn’t enough… (and speaking of rolling)  the cream is why the track ball on my mighty mouse doesn’t work anymore.  The poor little thing has just been exposed to too much. Its crisp plastic insides have become a sloggly sluggish bog of gooey cream.

I don’t know where to go from here.

The mouse I can replace (and have – thank you) but what of my hands and face?