Ooh, I do feel out of sorts. Still can't shift that nagging anxiety.
I think that the blurred vision is down to those damn varifocals, they give me constant headaches, soon as I switch back to my old glasses, the headaches seem to fade away.
Of course this could all be, and may well be, a product of my bizarre mind.
Either way I think getting my eyes retested soon would be a good idea.
In more pragmatic events, my poor old car just barely scraped through it's MOT today. It was accompanied by a long list of 'advisorys' as long as a very long thing indeed. It may sadly be time to say goodbye to the old girl, the repairs needed are around a third of it's total value! I can probably get them done by next year, but a new selection will have surely arisen. I certainly can't afford a new car but the NHS run a leasing system that may be something I can afford.
I haven't seen that daughter of mine in an age. It's the summer holidays after all, she's all the time she needs, but there always seems to be another sleepover, party, or shopping trip! I'm just joking of course, I remember how peripheral parents seem in the teenage years, I just miss her that's all...
I promise to at least try and be a bit more upbeat next time...
no, really...
I couldn't be friends with anyone who didn't at least like Ella Fitzgerald...
(okay maybe I could, I don't really have a lot of options...)
“I used to have nightmares that they would put 'He played Ted' on my tombstone.” - Keanu Reeves
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