I keep my life as nonstressful as possible. mamagotcha
deals with more in an hour than I do in a month. So the little things make me nuts.
Eye appointment was Monday. No prescription change for the second year in a row, so my glasses stay the same (which means I should get that scratch polished, but what if it makes it worse? I'm kind of used to it). I apparently do not have the amoeba infection caused by my recalled lens fluid, but was told not to wear the lenses. They're 2 years old anyway, and we ordered replacements. I have dry eye (getting old sucks) and plugged-up ducts, and got drops and warm compress instructions. I won't go into a long tale about how my contacts will probably be delayed by the optometry center's lack of understanding of my insurance, and how their managed care person has not answered my phone message or e-mail. I feel disfigured walking around in glasses, so am staying in as much as possible.
Then today Global Copy (2580 Broadway) did a horrible job scanning a photo I may or may not link to, and they have not responded to my complaining e-mail and I don't know whether to complain tomorrow in person or just forget it. In their defense, they did a good job on the Beverly Sills/Mommy summer camp shot a few weeks ago.
The script to convert NYT puzzles to Across Lite doesn't work on my laptop, so I can't work at home. toonhead_npl
did his all at con troubleshooting this and concluded I need to update from Panther to Tiger OS. I finally ordered the upgrade from Apple. Within an hour, I realized maybe the Times could take care of this (after all, it's for their work), did some e-mailing, and A said they'd handle it. I went back to my Apple order, only to find they were so efficient it was already being prepared for shipping and couldn't be canceled. I called to make sure, and yes, I'd have to wait until I received it and then return it. The package came, and I had to take it to a FedEx dropoff with a special return label. I did this today, at Global Copy, in fact. Now let's hope it arrives back safely, and the refund goes through. And that A (who left for vacation before he could load my update) can indeed do this when he returns, and it doesn't mess up anything.
My wash was still totally wet after 30 minutes in the dryer.
There's more in this vein, but I don't want to think about it.
In good news, we did 2 weeks of NYT puzzles (again!) this week, putting us ahead to September 23. In annoying news, the keyboard tray is still there, serving no function other than to bump my knees.
I read "My Horizontal Life: A Collection of One-Night Stands" by Chelsea Handler. These tales of alcohol and drug-fueled hookups were from another planet, and I'd be judgmental if they weren't so funny. I offered it on BookMooch.com, where it got snapped up within minutes. "The Narrows" by Michael Connelly was a page-turner so interesting that I willed myself to continue reading even while dilation drops were taking effect in the optometry waiting room (the intern who came out to get me was surprised I could still see).