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Got laundry done this morning. Also got some more work done (yay, work!). Headed off to get my contacts. Got there on time, was sent back to put them in immediately.
They felt funny, irritated my eyes. Right one settled after a little bit, left didn't. Doctor looked at both, said the fit looked good (this is the doctor who said that last week too, though), and that I'd somehow gotten lint in my left eye. Great. So she had me take the thing out, wash it, and put it back. Apparently (her assessment) this just added more lint. It sure irritated the hell out of my eye. So, I took it out again, and drove home in glasses. I'm still wearing them; the eye is still irritable. We'll try again tomorrow.
'Cause actually I agree with her: these may be a good fit. Even when my eye was bugging me, until it teared up really bad, the view did clear pretty quickly. Right eye, at least, seemed good all the way through.
On the way home, as planned, I stopped for milk and several other things I'd realized I needed between when I initially made the plans and when I got there. I almost forgot the bread, but I remembered it at the last minute, and I still haven't remembered anything I wanted and didn't get. Yay, yay. Checking out was a pain and a half: I parked in the side lot (by the garden center/home center), because it's the only part of their fucked-in-the-head parking lot that can be gotten out of. I'm impressed: the parking lot reworking during the remodel, actually managed to make the already-sucky traffic flow worse. That's amazingly impressive. Side lot's still okay to get out of, though, so I park there.
Note the first: checking out by the garden center with a lot of groceries means that if something doesn't ring up, or you have veggies, there will be a delay whilst they look it up, because they haven't bothered to learn it (ironically, most of us checking out there had generic groceries...).
Note the second: the blonde lady who was cashiering my checkout lane is a bit slow, clumsy, and I never want to go through her lane again. Her conversation was bright and very interesting, but perhaps she might have learned at some point how to scan something and not immediately swipe it back across the scanner toward the bag, thus scanning it twice (but she did have the cancel keystroke very well-memorized, it appeared). And perhaps she might have taken, oh, half the time she did to check us out, and tried not to bag the squishable fruit with the cans, and....
Hopefully she's just new.
And then I got home, and I'm vegging, 'cause that eye is still bugging me a little.
They felt funny, irritated my eyes. Right one settled after a little bit, left didn't. Doctor looked at both, said the fit looked good (this is the doctor who said that last week too, though), and that I'd somehow gotten lint in my left eye. Great. So she had me take the thing out, wash it, and put it back. Apparently (her assessment) this just added more lint. It sure irritated the hell out of my eye. So, I took it out again, and drove home in glasses. I'm still wearing them; the eye is still irritable. We'll try again tomorrow.
'Cause actually I agree with her: these may be a good fit. Even when my eye was bugging me, until it teared up really bad, the view did clear pretty quickly. Right eye, at least, seemed good all the way through.
On the way home, as planned, I stopped for milk and several other things I'd realized I needed between when I initially made the plans and when I got there. I almost forgot the bread, but I remembered it at the last minute, and I still haven't remembered anything I wanted and didn't get. Yay, yay. Checking out was a pain and a half: I parked in the side lot (by the garden center/home center), because it's the only part of their fucked-in-the-head parking lot that can be gotten out of. I'm impressed: the parking lot reworking during the remodel, actually managed to make the already-sucky traffic flow worse. That's amazingly impressive. Side lot's still okay to get out of, though, so I park there.
Note the first: checking out by the garden center with a lot of groceries means that if something doesn't ring up, or you have veggies, there will be a delay whilst they look it up, because they haven't bothered to learn it (ironically, most of us checking out there had generic groceries...).
Note the second: the blonde lady who was cashiering my checkout lane is a bit slow, clumsy, and I never want to go through her lane again. Her conversation was bright and very interesting, but perhaps she might have learned at some point how to scan something and not immediately swipe it back across the scanner toward the bag, thus scanning it twice (but she did have the cancel keystroke very well-memorized, it appeared). And perhaps she might have taken, oh, half the time she did to check us out, and tried not to bag the squishable fruit with the cans, and....
Hopefully she's just new.
And then I got home, and I'm vegging, 'cause that eye is still bugging me a little.
