new specs today; and mine are, hmm, bifocals.
"Watch your step. Stairs may seem to rise up at you when you look down," said the very nice and vivacious eyeglass receptionist. "It may take two weeks to get used to these." (?)
I so hope not! My greatest trouble is arms-length sight. I've been having to take off my glasses to see the person I'm talking to properly. And even then, I have to bob and weave to keep them focused. It's become a kind of dance; I lean back; they lean forward. I move back; they move forward. You get the idea.
And I have to renew my drivers license this month. In person. Which means an eye test. Which means frazzled nerves beforehand. I don't deal very well with bureaucratic type situations. I tend to panic. Not good.
Will let you know. Now I've got to reach out and find my glasses.
L got very trendy ones, by the way, and certainly not bifocals.
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Monday, March 05, 2007
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Blah
I'm feeling very blog-blocked, short of ideas, and waning of interest level. Perhaps proofreading an accounting text has something to do with it. Maybe it's February.
I did order a very lovely book that arrived today: Twelve: A Tuscan Cook Book, by Tessa Kiros. I had read a really wonderful, in-depth interview with this author on another blog, one that seems to have just stopped in mid-tracks about a year ago. I wonder whether that blogger was feeling a similar sense of ennui, or if something happened. (Do YOU know?)
Twelve is filled with absolutely beautiful photographs of food and a few of the Tuscan landscape and people. So, looking at it I'm feeling a bit less creaky and crabby than I did earlier. In fact, I'm thinking of making something from it right this minute, something involving chickpeas. Hmm.
I'm also not looking forward to getting my eyes tested this afternoon with L. I called to find out how long it's been since we had a real test, not just the one in the doctor's office covering one eye alternately and looking at the chart at the end of the hallway. I don't even want to admit how long it's been, but I'm guessing we'll both end up with new specs.
I did order a very lovely book that arrived today: Twelve: A Tuscan Cook Book, by Tessa Kiros. I had read a really wonderful, in-depth interview with this author on another blog, one that seems to have just stopped in mid-tracks about a year ago. I wonder whether that blogger was feeling a similar sense of ennui, or if something happened. (Do YOU know?)
Twelve is filled with absolutely beautiful photographs of food and a few of the Tuscan landscape and people. So, looking at it I'm feeling a bit less creaky and crabby than I did earlier. In fact, I'm thinking of making something from it right this minute, something involving chickpeas. Hmm.
I'm also not looking forward to getting my eyes tested this afternoon with L. I called to find out how long it's been since we had a real test, not just the one in the doctor's office covering one eye alternately and looking at the chart at the end of the hallway. I don't even want to admit how long it's been, but I'm guessing we'll both end up with new specs.
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