new glasses!

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Yeah I know… I shouldn’t be BUYING STUFF when I’m broke and off work all summer thanks to fucking Covid and Monkeypox. But… it turns out I lost my TV-watching glasses, I think when I went to Barcelona in May. Though of course I can’t be sure where I lost them or they wouldn’t still be lost. Anyhoodle, I was more or less getting by without them okay but then I saw that my neighbourhood optician was having a 2-for-1 sale so I not only got another pair of normal glasses but also some new sunglasses as my old ones are now 6 years old and looking a bit worse for wear. Okay, they’re not the most stylish or posh (my previous sunglasses cost three times what this two-fer cost me) but they are doing the job and I quite like that my “at home” ones have the clear frames since I really only use them for watching TV. It’s like not having glasses on at all.

Weird thing about getting tested again is that my prescription hasn’t changed in 40 years. It’s still a slight miopia, not even enough that I’d be required to wear glasses if I still had a driving license. But it’s just a bit more comfortable for TV, especially when reading subtitles. I notice it more when I’m outside because things “pop” a bit more with the prescription sunglasses. They also tested me for reading glasses and decided what I have, at least for now, is what they call “tired vision”, which basically means I couldn’t read the smallest row of eensy weensy text. And so! New glasses bitches! 😎

dammit!

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cat bowl (1)

So this happened today and it made me much sadder than breaking a bowl should have done. It’s just that I’ve had this bowl for so long and it’s been at times a water bowl, at other times a food dish, for the cats. Since way before I even had my present threesome, so it’s gone through two generations.

At the time I was still recovering from my hysterectomy over Christmas-New Year 1999-2000 and Pablo had gone away on a trip to Portugal… and he brought this back for me. Because, cats. Then this morning Morcilla lept off her little table and knocked the bowl off and… smash! Dammit.

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newsletter overload

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newsletter overload

Honestly, who has time to read everybody’s newsletters? And don’t even get me started on podcasts. I’m still barely working these days but even so my “leisure time” would have to be tripled or more to actually have time to read all the (free) newsletters I’ve subscribed to. I mean, I’ve subscribed to them because these are people I like and respect, whose writing I enjoy, whose topics interest me… but then the weekly newsletter pops into my inbox and I’m like “oh god, not now…”. And then there are the repeated requests to pay for even MORE newsletters from them… I can’t even cope with the volume of free stuff and anyhow I’m broke. Sure I totally get that this is another way for freelancers to make some extra cash, often after years of giving it away online (actually that’s still me).
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