I've been in a mood to write lately but haven't had the time to sit down to the task. The sibling book project requires lengthy periods for deep concentration and, quite frankly, it's hard for me to get the time AND feel up for that kind of concentration. So I'm writing up a couple short stories here instead.
I got my eyes dilated yesterday at my first optometry appointment in years. I forgot how that feels. Now I know what it might be like to read a magazine in 30 years, holding it as far away as possible, angling it to get the light just right so I might make out the words. Does anyone else recall dilation playing games with your eyes like this? After the appointment, I went to a client meeting. I get excited about these because they don't happen often. However, my client friend asked me what something on my computer screen said and, once again, I had to lean back and cock my head, trying to make out the words on my screen. Then I went to the gym. I was REALLY tempted to wear my sunglasses inside the brightly lit Fitness Center but then I decided that would just look really weird.
My favorite snack the past few days has been dry roasted cashews and semi-sweet chocolate morsels. Those two go together even better when I'm drinking chai. #guiltypleasures
I think everyone in this household can agree that we detest disease. Miriam is being treated for impetigo (don't worry, hers looked MUCH tamer than those pictures) and John and I got diagnosed with strep throat. Keeping track of whom was contagious and whom could share utensils was like a circus act. I think John and I successfully avoided impetigo and Miriam successfully avoided strep throat thanks to a no-sharing policy as well as trashed toothbrushes and washed linens once contagion passed. On a final note, I opted for the penicillin shot instead of a 10-day course of medicine. Be forewarned, they put these shots in butts that are then sore for days. Seriously, I regretted that decision as I tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable sleeping position.