I'm feeling a bit punk, so decided to distract myself with a quick visit with my Dearies. This morning it was a bit of a mad dash to find something to tuck into my bag, but I'm happy with the choice, because I somehow managed to stitch all of those fill-in stitches on the dress. If my Starbucks kicks in when I get home, I might be able to complete the entire woman.
Yes, I am still treating myself even though I missed Wednesday, because my absence was doctor-induced and not me playing hookie.
Damn doctor. Four hours of waiting, an invasive and painful exam, and ten minutes of mumbling before he exited with nary a question answered. I will return to my original ophthalmologist and let HER tell me the results of the exam and next steps.
So phooey on him.
My hands and feet are sporting their summer fun, so I suppose I should follow suit and get in that darn swimming pool! I have yet to do so this year, and I just know that's the cause of my recent attitude problem. A little sun and some sploshing about with fix whatever ails me, I just know it.
So that's it for now. Another few minutes and I can unhook, bandage up, and go home.
What's on your agenda for the day?