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My extensive France-related flailing continues, now with 75% more probably coming down with a summer cold and 100% more waiting for my new glasses to arrive. So far today I've written my "yes, this sounds excellent, what do I do next to make sure it actually happens?!" email to the professor offering me the institutional affiliation in France, which took two hours. Now I'm contemplating whether I want to go to campus for the afternoon or not. I probably should, particularly seeing as there is food there, and not so much here, unless I want to venture into semi-extensive cooking at lunchtime. Plus, if I'm coming down with a cold, I should probably take my germs to campus and spend as little time at possible contaminating things with them at home, since I don't want to give whatever is threatening my mucous membranes to roommate J in the last and most crazy week of her dissertation-writing.
My big accomplishment yesterday was getting new glasses! The last new pair of glasses I got was in June, 2007. They're my favorite glasses ever, but they've become tragically rickety. Moreover, I need a current prescription to take with me to France in case of glasses disaster, and my old one expired two years ago. Some of my fellow grad students recommended an optometrist to me, and so yesterday, I went and got my eyes checked and picked out my new glasses frames. They're brown tortoiseshell, and a little bit bigger and squarer than my current frames, and I hope I'm still as pleased with them when they're ready for me to pick up as I was yesterday when I chose them. It occurred to me that I could have taken a picture of myself in them using the newfangled device known as my iphone... but only hours after the fact. So now, I wait in apprehension, probably until late next week.
I'm not sure if my prescription has really changed in the past four years, but apparently, according to my new eye doctor, my eyes are a little weird. She put my current glasses into that lens-measuring device optometrists have, and was like "whoa that's a lot of astigmatism! These are complicated lenses!!" Who knew? She actually wants me to get contact lenses, in the hope that they would improve my astigmatism, although she admits that fitting them would be a challenging process because of the (again, who knew?) weird diagonal planes of my astigmatism. I'm considering it, but I haven't decided yet. I like wearing glasses!
Anyway, I think the fact that therapy cat Bubba has been nothing but a nuisance this morning has finally convinced me to go in to campus. I guess I'd better go and get in the shower after my morning of french-language email-writing.
My big accomplishment yesterday was getting new glasses! The last new pair of glasses I got was in June, 2007. They're my favorite glasses ever, but they've become tragically rickety. Moreover, I need a current prescription to take with me to France in case of glasses disaster, and my old one expired two years ago. Some of my fellow grad students recommended an optometrist to me, and so yesterday, I went and got my eyes checked and picked out my new glasses frames. They're brown tortoiseshell, and a little bit bigger and squarer than my current frames, and I hope I'm still as pleased with them when they're ready for me to pick up as I was yesterday when I chose them. It occurred to me that I could have taken a picture of myself in them using the newfangled device known as my iphone... but only hours after the fact. So now, I wait in apprehension, probably until late next week.
I'm not sure if my prescription has really changed in the past four years, but apparently, according to my new eye doctor, my eyes are a little weird. She put my current glasses into that lens-measuring device optometrists have, and was like "whoa that's a lot of astigmatism! These are complicated lenses!!" Who knew? She actually wants me to get contact lenses, in the hope that they would improve my astigmatism, although she admits that fitting them would be a challenging process because of the (again, who knew?) weird diagonal planes of my astigmatism. I'm considering it, but I haven't decided yet. I like wearing glasses!
Anyway, I think the fact that therapy cat Bubba has been nothing but a nuisance this morning has finally convinced me to go in to campus. I guess I'd better go and get in the shower after my morning of french-language email-writing.