It's funny how one little
thing well change the color of your whole day know the color but
direction actually. I wasn't sure what I had in mind and even though
the event was a little bit frustrating I'll not say traumatic as it
was earth shattering just frustrating. For weeks I've been meaning to
saddle up to head down to Costco. Costco's where I got my glasses way
back when I was married. As it goes is not a bad place and even the
glasses have been somewhat okay except for when I get my new
prescription I'm going to get the lenses free of any darkening
agents. So I was going to return the Costco to have them tighten up
the frames so the stop falling off of my head when I have my glasses
riding up on my four head swings seen nearsighted things. I'll also
asked them about with the new prescription, frames and such is going
to cost how want to figure that into my budget.
This morning was a good
morning as things go for Saturday mornings. I kind of had a hard time
the second part of the night sleeping but I was okay. It was 630 and
I was at the to be able sleep anymore I was resigned to that but
still I took my time getting up. Now, I keep my glasses on the wooden
thing the occupational therapist made for me which I keep right next
to my bed. It's got all my essentials and it's my charging center.
The glasses ride on the very top and I have thought the relatively
safe there. However, this morning's house in my chair rolling around
making coffee going back and forth to the bathroom that such a stop
to pick some things up by the side of the bed and the wooden thing
and pay much attention obviously. I heard a crackle crinkle as I spun
around and didn't pay much attention however (and this is a major
problem I have when something sounds weird or out of the ordinary I
should just stop and take immediate examination of my immediate
area). I went on my way when I came back from the bathroom I saw, my
regret what seemed was left of my glasses after the great weight of
my power chair with me inside had not only rolled over them but
twisted. Had I had my wits about me out of taking an image. The
temples were all catty whomp us and the nose pieces were totally flat
I was totally surprised that I could put them on my head and they
would act like glasses and neither look half bad at first glance –
– of course when you looked real close you'd see that you only do I
look like a hobo I look like a hobo with broken glasses.
The day was dark cold (but
not as cold as a has-been) the kind of day that I would just assume
stay in and play with my computer or hang the clothes from last
nights wash. However, I felt impelled to cross the street and check
out the food pantry and what's had done that I was ready to go. The
day was cold and uninviting but not bad so I figure that saddle up go
inbound get the Costco. Costco being Was it usually Saturday circus
of middle-class America/Utah stuffing their minivans with calories
and Carbo's. I was surprised at the line at the optometrist section
but I got in line and soon my glasses written my hands of a cute
little Pixie who seemed happy to have it challenge. She missed the
spent 10 minutes with her little needle nose pliers with her focused
attention. She even wash the lenses and handed back my glasses. I
felt compelled to inquire prescription versus price but was included
but was not did they take my insurance. It was great to have my
glasses back to survive a few more weeks. I'm going to wait and tell
they have the next free eye exams here at the building which will be
the next couple months I think and then I'll get another pair of
glasses without the darkening agent in the lenses.
As Saturday's go was not a
big Saturday it was productive and I did get out and quasi-
socialized and sometimes that's as good as it gets.
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