On our last two big trips to Disneyworld I got really goofy and found a pair of clip on sunglasses that I could pop onto of my prescription glasses. I felt like it was funny and nerdy. Everyone else thought it was dumb.
I have new glasses now so those clip ons won’t work. We’re in the process of booking another trip to Orlando for early next year, so I think it’s time to start looking for new clip ons.
Have you ever looked at a pair of glasses and tried to determine what the model of the frames was? It’s tough, man. The writing is teeny tiny and I can’t see it at all. I mean, I wear glasses, right? I got the last set of shades through an ebay store. I hope I don’t have to go that route this time.
Oh, did I mention we’re going back to Disneyworld early next year? Covid-willing, of course.
Wish me luck on my sunglass thingie search.
On a slightly related note… if that film camera I mentioned yesterday works, do I take it to Florida with us? Just stick it in the camera bag and wait for the right moment? We will see.
Surgery is in 16 days and I am stressing a little. Not about the surgery itself, but about some things that go along with it.
I need to book a Covid-19 test three days before the surgery. They gave me a few clinics I can go to. I spent a lot of time on the phone with two of them today, trying to schedule a test, and never spoke to a human. Jen reminded me that today is a state holiday in Massachusetts, so that might be why. Still… if you’re not home today, add that to your voice message.
I haven’t had caffeine since February 3rd (I think). I haven’t missed it. Even last Wednesday when I did my 38 hour sleep-free stretch, I was never wishing I could have some caffeine. I am today though. I am jonzing go-juice in a big way. I’m exhausted and I could really use a little help staying focused. I can’t though. I can never have caffeine again.
I do have one little piece of good news, surgically speaking. I checked the documentation they gave me to see what restrictions there are on lifting things immediately post-op. It says not to lift anything over 25 pounds for six weeks after the surgery. Why is that important to me? The average weight of a Gibson Les Paul is around 10 pounds. That’s a ton in the guitar world, but it’s far below my limit. Sigh of musical relief.
I am sure that only getting about 4.5 hours of sleep last night has really exacerbated this whole thing, but I feel sick and feverish and not terribly good. Granted, if I hadn’t already been off today I likely would have made it through the work day without calling in, but I would not have been terribly useful.
The handyman we hired to do the 10,000 jobs we still have planned has been in the cellar all afternoon. We keep hearing loud metallic crashes as he takes down chunks of the drop ceiling grid. We’ve also been hearing lots of banging and crashing as he rips down ugly paneling. I can’t wait to see his progress after he leaves tonight. It’s going to be effin’ glorious.
Captain America: The First Avenger isn’t even close to as good as the two Cap’n flicks that followed it. Those two might be my favorite over all (excepting the mega one-two punch of Infinity War and Endgame, of course) but I still really like it. I like the steampunky, low-tech vibe of it.
Next is Captain Marvel. The rest of my family thinks this one is pretty blah, but I like it. I think that might be nostalgia for the 90’s or something. I just dig it. Of course it could also be because I’m 100% a cat guy. Maybe. Meow, brah.
Just got home from taking my mother to a doctors appointment. All went well. Everything her blood test was looking for is stable and happy. Nice! We’ll get it checked again in three months. She was pretty confused about the whole experience. She kept saying that the appointment wasn’t for her, it was for someone else. Generally speaking she was able to follow what was going on. She answered as many questions as she could, and I filled in what she missed. I’ve taken her to this office three times now. She kept saying she had no memory of being there before. As good as the good news is, stuff like that is heartbreaking.
The office staff was in a state of discombobulation. They went live with a new medical record software today and nothing was working. Now I know that many of my company’s customers have similarly stressful live days but given that the system they were implementing is not the system I work on, I was able to be a snooty snob and laugh inside my heart. I whole heartedly apologize for being a douche, but it was kinda fun.
One final healthcare point. I had my second Covid booster yesterday. I can’t tell if I am feeling run down and achy because of the shot, or because I didn’t fall asleep until 1:00am today and I am just too exhausted to function. It’s a question for the ages. I don’t know if we’ll ever know the true answer.