20/20 again

Wow! Just picked up my new glasses having got to the point where I hardly bothered wearing my old ones as they were so scratched, grubby (no matter how much I tried to get them clean) and more to the point the wrong prescription (not quite so bad as the wrong trousers (W&G!) but still more of a hinderance than a help!)

Walking along the road it felt like I could now see every last leaf on the trees and bushes, every vein on them, every petal on the flowers - amazing! However this will no doubt mean that when I get home I'll be able to see just how grubby the windows are, how much the carpet needs hoovered and how much cat hair there is on just about everything I own! There is a tick box on the immigration cards asking whether you are bringing in anything wooden or of animal origin... but I don't think they'd be too impressed if I declared my entire rucksack contents on the grounds of cat hair coverage.

So now I am decidedly poorer than I was but the world is no longer in soft focus - in some cases that's a pity but I can always take my glasses off again! Vanity has meant I've gone for expensive rimless specs so it isn't as obvious that I'm wearing them, I don't like the look of me in glasses but prefer the look of everything else with them - I've tried contact lenses but I need eye drops with them and as I won't get nhs prescriptions in Wellington I figured I may as well just get expensive glasses and wear them. As I left the shop I was thinking 'oh well, so much for Quaker simplicity' (they are I confess from a designer range, but not one I'd heard of - altho that probably says more about me than my specs!) but you can't get much more simple in appearance than these, Dame Edna Everage they most certainly are not.

So with my new found clarity of vision I'd better get back to work now my cuppa has finished and hope that with it comes clarity of thought!