Sunday - 31.08.14 in Your Face

I went to SpecSavers today to order a new pair of reading glasses. As their ads said, it was cheaper to order two new pairs. I picked two really cheap frames, opted to pay extra for the anti-glare film on them, because it is a godsend when I spend so much time on computers. I was sad to part with the money, but I desperately needed them, my last new pair was in 2006 and I have, thankfully, never broken or lost them. I can pick them up in seven to ten days.

I visited my school friend in the hospital near my house. She is recovering well after her knee re-construction, and we chatted solidly for 45 minutes before she was pressed to take some medication that makes her sleepy. She is very nice, but I felt slightly awkward when she told me about how she wasn’t able to go horse riding (which she loves) because she was too over-weight. And then when the nurse came to take her blood pressure, they had to get a bigger cuff, which was marked in huge letters “LARGE SIZE”. I mean, she’s clearly overweight, but not really by comparison to a lot of people getting around these days. I guess people just got bigger and I am slow to notice.

I had dinner at my brother’s house. He cooks a delicious roast, and tonight it was pork. I made lots of jokes with my sister, which was nice.

My Heslop has, yet again, offered to be my hero. He has a LOT of money in the bank, that he has saved by being careful with his money over the years. He wants to lend me any money I need when it comes time to move, and I can pay him back slowly when I have the money. I want to cry, because I just feel so loved. It’s more than money - this is my best friend offering everything he has, that he has worked hard for, if it will just make me happy. Who does that? I am hopeful that I won’t need to ask him. I have the funds raised in my GoFund me sitting in the account, and I am able to put aside some money each week that I do this temp work, after living expenses. I have some debts to pay when I sell my car, and I should then have enough money for my flights, to buy a cheap suitcase, and have a few bucks in my pocket for the trip.

It’s a real shame when things don’t go as planned, but things go awry for me so often, I shouldn’t be surprised any more.

Tomorrow is Monday, and I am working. Someone will come and look at my car after work, and then I am racing over to an old work colleague’s house. She does cheap beauty treatments from home after finishing beauty school, so I can get a super cheap eyebrow wax from her. I rarely get them done, because I get big, inflamed eyebrows afterwards that take a day or two to subside. As a consequence, I have shapeless eyebrows, and the beauticians always tell me I’m a dream, because I just let them do whatever they think is best as far as shape, and they basically have a blank canvass to work on. I tell you, I will feel so beautiful after they have been done. Every time, I vow to keep up with them, but a beauty routine has never been my thing. And that was fine, for many years, but I am now starting to age.

The most important thing about Monday, however, is that the mailman comes on weekdays. Gosh, I hope I get my letter this week.