Finally

I woke up at 8:45 this morning, well-rested. I went out to the garden, tied up tomato vines until about 11 or so, put out some sun-tea, took a mattock to the fountain-grass smothering the winter garden for another half-hour or so, investigated why the garden was so dry and fixed it (the wall-wart for the watering timer had fallen out of the outlet again, sigh), took a shower, pulled my scale aside for cleaning and new batteries, found my two-piece exercise gear/swimwear for Impact next weekend, corrected my Fastweb scholarship profile, and started work on a scholarship application. This after yesterday's half hour in the blazing heat (twisting caps off of bottles so that we could hand them to the recycling people) and resulting heat prostration, hauling a twenty pound box of peaches six blocks, bringing the borrowed mower home, watering the garden, and planting four more tomatoes (with setting up their protection from the sun).

Any one of those would have been all I could manage for most of a day last week. I couldn't have picked up the mattock at all. Hell, I had been stymied by the effort of going out to the shed and looking for one more little nozzle cap so that I could turn on the last water distributor. That's done now.

Looks like I'm back in action.

...and then there are times

Scratch Lenscrafters off my list. I've been going there for glasses and eye exams ever since I dropped Kaiser at the start of the decade, and haven't had any trouble. I walked in there today to discover that they cleaned the place with something containing ethers. Beautiful.

I hung around long enough to tell a counter clerk I had to cancel (I was debating walking out and calling instead, but I was right there, and surely I'd get to talk to someone any minute now...) I told her I couldn't tolerate whatever it is they clean with, and I'd have to cancel. She asks me, "Would you like to reschedule?" Uh...

I repeated what I had said, that I can't tolerate the store at all, and left. I had lost enough brain cells without spending more time trying to figure out how to respond to brainless (or simply reflex) questions.

I spent twenty minutes standing around at Costco to find out that I can't get an appointment there until tomorrow at the earliest. Yay for bringing my book, boo for my poor feet.

I'll try Costco tomorrow. If I strike out there, I'll try Penney's. I need new contact lenses by the end of the week, and to do that I have to get a prescription. (Why? Why do you have to get a doctor's prescription to obtain something that can, at its worst, give you eyestrain and a headache? WTF?) I'm just so tired of this whole song and dance sometimes. Why couldn't I have gotten sensitized to something less common?