Please sing the title of this post to the tune of “I’m Alive, Awake, Alert, Enthusiastic”. The management thanks you.

I dragged myself out from under my purring lumps of fur (especially the purring lump of black satin on my chest) this morning, did devos (again… Jen did morning devos — someone call CNN!!!), and put on as many layers as I could to brave the elements and walk 8 blocks to my eye doctor. (And yes, I’m too stubborn and Irish to call someone for a ride, so being cold is my own fault.) The exam was a 3 on a scale of 1 to 10 (1 being invasive painful procedure and 10 being a routine check up) and they had to dilate my eyes because I couldn’t keep them open for him to just do the normal check with lights. (I’m really light-sensitive as most people who have lived with me can attest to. My freshman roommate asked me frequently if I had some vampire blood in me.) So… I look like I’m stoned as my pupils haven’t gone back to normal yet. It turns out that my astigmatism has worsened exponentially, so I indeed do require a new prescription. During the exam, my eyes started doubling things (probably the machine’s fault) and I think this confused the optometrist. That normally doesn’t happen even when my eyes relax, so I’m wondering what was up.

I ordered the glasses and they’re going to be about $55 more than the refund check from our old insurance company (which I wasn’t expecting to get so this isn’t too bad for us to afford). The new ones are going to be similar to what I had in college except the frames are more of a toasted almond color. They’re going to be bifocals again and thankfully the optical place in town will warranty them so that they’ll fix any problems with my prescription since the doctor admitted it was going to be a strange one. They gave me the little dark funky glasses for my walk home and it was probably a good thing because it was blowing snow and they provided pretty good eye protection. (I had my hooded parka tightened around my face so that I looked like I was a niqabi woman.) Jon got home shortly after I did and we went to the store to get food, stopping by UBC to let one of our treasurers know that we both got home OK. We then found out that her grandson was born this morning — yay!!!!

Now… I get to go quickly prep some lessons for Confirmation. It’s my BIG class (Jon took my first year students) so say prayers that I can make it through. I also have to address council tonight (which is meeting in our living room). Oyyyyy… I’ll be happy when the day is over.