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Jan. 27th, 2019 03:27 pmThis week: I had my eye appointment. The woman I saw (ha) last time is on maternity leave, so I had to see (ha) a different chap. He was all right. Very chatty. He was excited to discover that we are almost prescription twins. Right from the off, he was talking about multi-focals. He said my age is about the time women start needing reading glasses. I said I don't need reading glasses yet. He said we'll see (ha). He seemed a bit disappointed to discover I was right.
Anyway, new prescription. I've gone backwards this time, back to where I was a few years ago. I picked new frames too. Turquoise, slightly cat's eye-shaped. I'll get them in a couple of weeks.
This weekend is the Australia Day long weekend, which is when I usually go to a big second-hand book fair in Port Fairy. This year, I work for the organisation that runs the book fair. Thursday, the hottest day of the year (and when I say hottest, I mean HOTTEST), saw me driving supplies to Port Fairy and spending a couple of hours unpacking boxes of books. It was hot. So very hot. I really can't overstate how hot it was. It was heat like a blunt force object. Or 43.2C (109.8F). Manual labour in stifling heat is not something that often troubles accountants. I was assigned the popular fiction boxes. Sophie Kinsella and Marion Keyes pretty much had a table to themselves. My presence was not actually required to run the book fair on Saturday, but I went anyway, to show support. Also to go to the book fair.
My mother came back from her nursing trainees' reunion with the news that her friend Colleen had found a "three-metre tiger snake" in her letterbox. I mean, Wikipedia says they usually only grow to 1.2 metres, so three might be an exaggeration (and really, who can blame Colleen for not stopping to measure it?), but whatever the length, it's not something I'd want to find when I went to collect the mail.
Anyway, new prescription. I've gone backwards this time, back to where I was a few years ago. I picked new frames too. Turquoise, slightly cat's eye-shaped. I'll get them in a couple of weeks.
This weekend is the Australia Day long weekend, which is when I usually go to a big second-hand book fair in Port Fairy. This year, I work for the organisation that runs the book fair. Thursday, the hottest day of the year (and when I say hottest, I mean HOTTEST), saw me driving supplies to Port Fairy and spending a couple of hours unpacking boxes of books. It was hot. So very hot. I really can't overstate how hot it was. It was heat like a blunt force object. Or 43.2C (109.8F). Manual labour in stifling heat is not something that often troubles accountants. I was assigned the popular fiction boxes. Sophie Kinsella and Marion Keyes pretty much had a table to themselves. My presence was not actually required to run the book fair on Saturday, but I went anyway, to show support. Also to go to the book fair.
My mother came back from her nursing trainees' reunion with the news that her friend Colleen had found a "three-metre tiger snake" in her letterbox. I mean, Wikipedia says they usually only grow to 1.2 metres, so three might be an exaggeration (and really, who can blame Colleen for not stopping to measure it?), but whatever the length, it's not something I'd want to find when I went to collect the mail.