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We are not well suited, these progressive bifocal lenses and I. They do not work. I continue to be unable to read comfortably within arms-length. My eyes burn, they itch, and lately disturbing twitching patterns have developed. My neck is sore; my ears are ringing. Fearing that my mind would be affected by the narrowness of my vision, I decided that the time had arrived to admit defeat and make my way back to the optometrist. New lenses are on the way and may arrive as early as Friday. There will be nothing progressive about them, a distinct line will be drawn between the here and there.
I have been watching the new computer hardware announcements made by Apple last week. The new laptops will be made of titanium; they weigh 5.3 pounds and are one inch thick. I have been waiting for the hardware to get lighter. I love to walk, and I hope to travel once child-rearing duties have been completed. I would be lost without my computer and I will need one that can accompany me anywhere. This new Titanium PowerBook is getting close. The laptop I presently own is a wonderful little machine. I bought it as my desktop computer in 1995, and I am writing on it at this very moment. It was a "first of the run" computer and turned out to be what some Mac users call a "road apple". This model (5300) had many problems, some of which required the service department and others that I could remedy myself. I learned a lot keeping this little machine humming along. In spite of the need for serious repairs and updates, it did not cost me one additional cent beyond the purchase price and was never out of my hands for more than two days. Not bad for one of the most problematic computers ever sold by Apple.
The weather has been much milder the last week or so. Snow is melting and we can see the pavement on the roads again. The snow banks are still quite high. The sidewalks are partially bare with sections of hard packed ice and slushy snow. Walking has been difficult and dangerous. Rather than risk injury walking abroad, and being of a rather conservative nature, I have remained cloistered within the four walls of our home. Finally, Attila and I braved the slush and ice and set forth for a short walk this evening. Since it has been several weeks since I have been able to ramble about on foot, I expected to tire easily. It was a pleasant surprise to find myself feeling rejuvenated. I was just a little out of breath by the time we arrived home. Winter is "birthday season" in our family. We have gone through three now and have two more to go. By the time we celebrate the last of the birthdays, spring is just around the corner. My birthday comes near the end of the run; I am often quite tired of celebrations by the time my special day arrives. Rather than a party, I prefer a peaceful environment, soft lighting, good food, and an interesting movie or book. This year I think I will have a good stiff drink, straighten my shoulders, and head off into the future. At this point I can not really see where I am going, but visual aids are imminent. I am getting older and feeling younger. |
RECIPES :: Cast Worldly Distractions  Hoya By the Easy Chair Details of the luncheon seminar "Achieving Your Retirement Goals". Foresight required. Airwaves Vivaldi: Concerto in C Major for Two Flutes On the Screen Candleshoe starring Jodie Foster and David Niven. A youthful offering. Weather 02:46 EST Temp: -2` C Humidity: 80% Wind: WNW 8 mph Barometric: 30.11 in Sunrise 7:48 AM EST Sunset 5:08 PM EST |
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