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Gift

Amazon delivered this yesterday:
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Today is the day. When I woke up this morning I looked like this:
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Eight weeks into quarantineland and I couldn’t take it anymore. Apparently neither could Jen because she volunteered to take care of it.

Success:
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I feel like a new man. At last I can see what is in front of my face again.

Thank you, Jen. I love you so much!

Glasses – Progressive Lenses – Bifocals – History

My eyes are getting worse by the day.  I’m okay, but the day is coming when it’s going to be a struggle.  I tried to use this blog to figure out when I got my current glasses and it failed me.  It failed because I was searching for either two broad a keyword, or the wrong keyword.

“New glasses” got me a ton of hits, mostly posts concerning the kids getting their first pairs of glasses.  Bifocals got a hit from sometime in 2016 with me speculating that I needed them.  I needed to search for “Progressive Lenses”.  That would have brought me to the right post, but I didn’t think of that.

Instead I went to Flickr.  I started in Spring of 2018, thinking it’s probably been two years or so.  I scrolled back in time until I found a picture of myself without glasses on, and then scrolled forward and there it was.

September 11, 2017.  Not only an anniversary of tragedy, but also the day I got my first pair of non-reading glasses.  My first pair of always on’s.

Once the COVID-CRAZY ends, I have to get myself to an eye doctor and get my prescription updated.  Maybe I can get some frames that are less likely to slide down my nose… unlikely given the size of that nose.  Yikes.

Here’s a pic of my glasses, taken on 9/12/17. A little more than 2.5 years ago. I think it’s safe to say I’m due for a check up, at least.
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The Stir Crazy Files – Episode 34

A couple of weeks I grabbed a soda out of the fridge.  It was part of a six pack of bottles of Diet Pepsi.  I tried to open it and could not.  Despite my seemingly super human strength (really I just put my weight behind it… and there is so much weight… it seems super human to the outside observer) I could not get the bastard open.  There was something wrong with the cap.  It was off the screw top track somehow and it wouldn’t budge.

I got pissed off and threw it away.  Tempers can sometimes run short during a pandemic, as I’m sure the whole human race is aware.

This morning as I was starting my work day I went to the fridge and grabbed a soda… and the same thing happened.

Not this time, you prick.  Not.  This.  Time.

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What is Vacation Anyway?

Jen and I both booked a vacation day for tomorrow.  All week I’ve been looking toward Friday thinking… you can do it… you can make it there.  Now, it’s also my birthday so I’m not really looking forward to that, but otherwise… yeah, get here.

But what is a vacation day anyway?  It used to be this glorious thing.  Now… it’s the same as any other day, just without the whole work thing.  On that front it’s still wonderful but we can’t really do anything special.  You can’t make any cool plans for your day off that don’t involve staying home.  We’re trying to come up with things, but most of what we have won’t happen for a couple of weeks.  Yesterday we spent my lunch hour planning major kitchen renovations.  It’s all up in the air at the moment, but it does involve hiring my step daughter to do some painting.  More to come on that.

So I just need to get through the work day today and then I can start a glorious, social distanced, long weekend.

Oh, did I mention there’s a chance Jen might be cutting my hair this weekend?  It’s going to be AWESOME!

The Stir Crazy Files – Episode 33

It’s nice out.  A little chilly.  The temp is in the mid-50’s.  Probably a little too cool to open up the windows, but round about lunch time I opened both of the windows in my bedroom/office and have been enjoying a little touch of fresh air.

There’s a negative to this.  Our garbage barrels are on the side of the house and one of the bedroom windows is reasonably close to them.  Every once in a while I hear noise coming from that direction.  What is it?  It’s squirrels.  They have gnawed holes in the barrel covers that are just big enough for them to fit through.  The noise I hear is a squirrel crawling inside the trash and digging around.  I hate those furry little pricks.

Speaking of furry, it finally happened.  I was on a conference call for work.  The cat was desperate to join in.  She jumped on my desk and walked in front of the camera.  I pushed her out of the way but she didn’t go quietly.  She jumped onto my keyboard and somehow opened a whole slew of windows.  Most were things I’ve never even seen before.  I had to scramble to get them out of the way so I could see the meeting.

Animals.  Jerks.

The Stir Crazy Files – Episode 32

Today is day 54 for me… I think.  I was in the office on March 13th so my first full quarantinie day was March 14th which was 54 days ago… I think.  Did I count wrong?  Probably.  It doesn’t matter.

Yesterday I posted a link to an article explaining why we get all foggy and flakey during situations like this.  I was the textbook case of that this morning.  There I was, taking a shower.  I washed my hair and started thinking of things I need to do at work today and then I washed my hair while thinking about what I needed to do today and then I washed my hair and DAMN IT!

I find myself running out of gas between 8-9:00PM.  I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine I’m exhausted.  I think it’s just a day’s worth of stress building up and then my body says screw you go to sleep.  Does that sound right?

Cheerios… that’s what I need right now.