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Okay, I thought the point of getting new glasses was that, you know, I'd be able to see better. Instead, I retyped gold four times today before I realised that I wasn't typing gokl, I just couldn't distinguish the damn letters!
Aparently, this is because my prescription is much stronger in these glasses than it was in my old ones (my eyesight is still deteriorating at a ridiculous rate, to the tune of new glasses every year, my right eye twice as bad as my left, and now being in the highest band for government existence with glasses that exists. good times!)
Bad news is: they say give it *two weeks* for my eyes to adjust, and if they're no better, go back and they'll think of something else. I CAN'T SEE! Two weeks of th8is is, you know, a problem!
On the bright side, my father found me a new car, since he doesn't trust me to find one myself (possibly justified, since the last one I found lasted nine months) and I pick it up this weekend, yay. I'd completely forgotten how much of a total pain getting the bus everywhere is.
I think it's time to move on to February. January, while it's had its good moments, has definitely not been a fantastic start to the year. But look on the bright side, there's eleven months to go, surely the year can only get better, right?
Aparently, this is because my prescription is much stronger in these glasses than it was in my old ones (my eyesight is still deteriorating at a ridiculous rate, to the tune of new glasses every year, my right eye twice as bad as my left, and now being in the highest band for government existence with glasses that exists. good times!)
Bad news is: they say give it *two weeks* for my eyes to adjust, and if they're no better, go back and they'll think of something else. I CAN'T SEE! Two weeks of th8is is, you know, a problem!
On the bright side, my father found me a new car, since he doesn't trust me to find one myself (possibly justified, since the last one I found lasted nine months) and I pick it up this weekend, yay. I'd completely forgotten how much of a total pain getting the bus everywhere is.
I think it's time to move on to February. January, while it's had its good moments, has definitely not been a fantastic start to the year. But look on the bright side, there's eleven months to go, surely the year can only get better, right?
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