Adventures in Cleaning (or why better vision is highly overrated)

Mood: Tired (hate mornings, must kill mornings! ) but Happy (It's Friday!!!)

What I'm Watching: Celebrity Crises and Mental Disorders (Suddenly I feel a LOT more normal in my own insanity!)

After much anticipation and waiting, I finally got my new glasses. Yay. They're super cute, I can finally see without strain or headaches, and the damn things have to go back!! Why? Because now I can see all the dust, dirt and grime in my home that I'd previously been blissfully unaware of because I couldn't see it. Now that I can see it, I feel compelled to do something about it.

I came home yesterday afternoon and noticed that, despite regular mopping, our bathroom floor was NASTY. So, I decided that I would get on my hands and knees and scrub the floor. It's a small bathroom so I didn't figure it would take me that long. As usual, I was wrong. So very wrong.

I started scrubbing (immediately realizing that my knees are NOT as young as they used to be) and while I was scrubbing the floor I realized that the base of the toilet was also pretty grimy so I scrubbed that as well. While scrubbing the base of the toilet, I realized that the baseboards and lower cabinet doors were also pretty icky, so I started scrubbing those as well.

By the time I was done I'd managed to scrub every inch of the bathroom (including 15 minutes spent trying to scrub away what was ultimately a part of the pattern in the tile on the bathroom floor...I'd never been able to see it before so I thought it was dirt), I was exhausted, frustrated and headed to the kitchen because I was ready for a cold drink.

Reaching into the cupboard for a glass, I noticed that my kitchen cabinet doors could use a good scrubbing as well. *Sigh* Obviously the glasses need to go.

It's all a bit fuzzy!

Mood: Disappointed (my glasses aren't in yet)

What I'm watching: 20/20 (Normally I wouldn't be watching this but the scoop on the fued between Tori Spelling and her mom is too much of a gossipy temptation to be avoided!)

The world is a very fuzzy place sometimes. My eyesight isn't so bad that I can't function but lately I've noticed that my eyesight issues have gotten a bit (a lot) worse so Sparky convinced me that it was high time for another eye exam. I guess he thinks it's important to be able to read warning labels, properly see road signs and avoid hitting little old ladies in the crosswalk (I totally missed her by at least 5 feet). So, I went in for my exam. Turns out I'm farsighted with an astimagtism so I definitely need glasses. (bi-focals? Really? What am I, an 80 year old grandmother??). They were also kind enough to confirm that I do have extremely bad depth perception. (Duh. No one with good depth perception freaks out as much as I do when a tennis ball comes within a mile of her head and don't even get me started on parallel parking!)

So, we plunked down a good chunk of change and I picked out a pair of frames that both my loving husband and the clerk assured me are NOT heinous (how cruel is it to make a person whose eyesight has just been confirmed as bad pick out a pair of frames that will be part of their face for the next several years?).

My glasses were supposed to be in today but the delivery didn't come so the world is still a bit fuzzy around the edges so consider this fair warning if you see a silver Ford Fusion coming in your direction!