This is what I woke up looking like this morning. (In case you don't know, this isn't what I normally look like when I wake up. Or ever, really. Actually that's not true. One of my eyes is smaller than the other and it is especially pronounced when I wake up. It is the same eye that used to be lazy when I was a little girl. More on that in a future post.)
So I got out of bed, went upstairs to get ready to go to The Job that I Love So Much, and promptly passed out. Apparently my body says no, which is probably for the best seeing as I can only see out of one eye. It'd make The Job that I Love So Much extremely difficult, as writing and editing mostly require eyes. So now the conundrum: what to do with a day when you can't see. I think I'll practice being blind, which happens to be one of my favorite activities.
(A little fun fact: I tried parting my hair on the other side so there'd be less emphasis on the eye. Rosie said I looked like Dwight Schrute. Perfect. Then I said, "Fine, get me an eye patch." She did. It has a skull and crossbones on it. Perfect. I will be wearing it all day.)
Ah! Hope you feel better soon!
ReplyDeleteAlso, I decided I'm really sad you mostly won't be in Provo this summer. I was serious about wanting to come up!
And I'm serious about you coming up! I was thinking about it last night before I went to bed actually. We'll plan.
DeleteCarolyn, I miss your stinkin face. even with a swollen eye. I found the most amazing used book store here. You have to come so you can smell the old paper...it was eerily seductive. And the books are only $1-2 EACH. And I would take you to Antique row, and you would find a(nother) typewriter and lug it back to Utah with you. It would be a glorious weekend. COME.
ReplyDelete