Same Church, Different Pew

It's time once again for the Wednesday Night Bullet Post. It's been a fun-filled day and one that was simply overflowing with the glad tidings. Let's hit 'em hard!

*I had an appointment for an eye exam today.

*It's been about four years.

*We like to stay on top of these things, you see...

*I was late because I was knitting on the Invisibility Shawl and lost track of time. Not by much...just a little late.

*It is also entirely possible that I could not see the clock clearly.

*It was a pretty standard sort of exam. Routine, really. I can sum it up like this:

Dr. Eyeball: Well, the good news is that you are no longer myopic.

Sheepish Annie: Yay, I'm cured!!!

DE: The bad news is that you are now presbyopic.

SA: Boo! Now I have to change churches...

*The doctor thought that was funny.

*Truthfully, I already knew that I was due for a change in prescription. I also knew that he was going to be telling me about the need for bifocals.

*When one is making a debit card transaction and has to ask the store clerk to hold the keypad at arms length so that the little numbers can be seen, it is usually a pretty good sign that the vision has gone wonky.

*I'm old. It makes sense that my eyeballs would be following suit.

*The plan was to just get the exam today. I was going to wait on glasses.

*My insurance doesn't cover optical services.

*Dr. Eyeball is somewhat well-versed in the "hard sell." No foul there. It's his living, after all.

*I am a tough fit for glasses.

*My needs are many. It's not that I'm picky. It's just that my face won't cooperate.

*Lots of issues with fit.

*The doc picked out an ugly pair of glasses for me from the children's rack.

*I need small glasses.

*Small glasses do not work well with progressive bifocals.

*I still wasn't going to buy glasses from him today. Or contacts.

*For the record, when you start asking your optometrist about your pupillary distance measurement and if he wouldn't mind writing a little more clearly on your prescription form, he will get suspicious.

*Things might even get a little awkward and tense even if you've been seeing this doctor for 33 years. He's probably thinking that you are going to go shopping on some cheap-o Internet glasses site.

*The fact that he is right about this doesn't make it any less uncomfortable.

*The ugly glasses he picked out for me from the children's rack, once combined with the special lenses and whatnot, totalled well over $400.00

*Dude...Seriously?

*I didn't go to the Farmer's Market today.

*Too tired from the eye exam. I wonder how The Produce Guy With The Little Stand At The End is doing?

*Tonight's' dinner: Hot Pocket right out of the microwave.

*Don't bother. I know. It's a comedown from my regular Wednesday fare...

*I literally spent the entire day perusing the Internet trying to find a pair of glasses with lenses around 44 mm in width, high enough to accommodate bifocals, and not so ugly as to make me the subject of laughter the world over.

*Or with cartoon figures dancing on them.

*For a reasonable price.

*Not easy.

*I also had ice cream for dinner because this was not a productive day overall.

*I have a headache from being on the computer all day looking for new glasses.

*Because I need glasses...

*In answer to a question that came up yesterday regarding the names of my cats:

The Big, Fluffy Kitty (BFK) = Persephone

The Absurdly Gi-normous Kitty (AGK) = Prometheus

*They do have real names.

*It's just that they are very long and it is easier to use initials.

*I also forgot to run any other errands I was supposed to take care of today so now I am a day behind.

*Which is going to mess up my Thursday, but I can't really see the clock anymore so I don't think it will matter too much in the end.

And now I must bid you farewell. There is much more for me to do this evening. Spending a day shopping for the ever elusive pair of child-sized frames with old person's lenses will really take a chunk out of your day...

SA