Strawberry Letter 22

Fresh strawberry

That has nothing to do with my post. It's just the song that was playing on the radio as I got back from lunch, and I've been humming it in my head all afternoon.

I've felt out of sorts all day, and I don't know why. I was extremely late again this morning. I got up earlier than I have been. But no matter what time I get up, I still find myself pootling around until it's time to be at work and I still haven't gotten in the shower yet. Pleh!

I'm still trying to get rid of this %$#@ spring cough. It seems to alternate. One day the cough will almost disappear, the next it'll be back with a vengeance, and the next it will have nearly gone away again. Today I'm coughing again. That's great, because I have a soccer game to go to tonight, which doesn't help.

I also put my contacts in the wrong eyes this morning, and that discombobulated me. As soon as I got the second lens in, I knew something was wrong because suddenly everything looked like inside out.

Optical Glasses

My right eye has worse vision, and that's the lens I always put in first, but I didn't notice a problem, because the lens did help, just not all the way. And the right eye is a little blurry all the time anyway, because I don't use lenses that correct for astigmatism. It wasn't until I put the right eye lens in the left eye, and it overcorrected, that I figured out there was something wrong.

Stupid me, I thought there was just something wrong with the lens in my left eye. I wear daily disposable lenses, so I tossed the one I thought was causing trouble and put another one in. That solved the left eye, but then I noticed that the other eye was still blurry. I didn't want to throw away another perfectly good lens, so I just wore two lenses with the left eye prescription. It wasn't bad enough to give me a headache or make it really difficult to read the computer monitor, but it was just wrong enough that I finally gave up about 4:00 and put my glasses on.

And that's been the story of my day. I had a cup of coffee this morning because I was bored, and dangit, one of these days I'm going to get there when there is a full pot of the Costa Rica Plantation, the least unpalatable kind they offer. As it was, I got about half a cup before the carafe spluttered out empty. So I tried to fill it up with the Sumatra Mandheling, the next least-worst. Then that ran out, so I had to top it up with the KGBlend, the bitterest and yuckiest of the lot. (They're a Russian coffee company. Get it? KGBlend? KGB? Haw!!1!)

Cappuccino

I got some nice compliments from the folks in the Document group this morning, though. They want me to do a document coordination project, so they've been telling me how great my work ethic, editing skills, and organization are, so that I'll agree to help. (I'd help in any case, but the ego strokes are very gratifying.) Okay, I'll do it! And I do rock. Damn it!