Esthetic/Aesthetic

Boys....exhausting

New York is actually a very small town.  I remember the first time I realized that although its a huge town population wise, you'll always run into people you never thought you'd see again.  I was taken to a superbowl party that was a classic frat boy party, and I didn't actually know anyone but a girl who was with my friends saw a boy who'd she'd just had an internet date with the day before.  It seems completely unlikely, except noone thought it was.  The only annoying part is that before she'd realized it and went to talk to him I had a loooooong discusion with him.   The flirty kind of party discussion you have with boys that goes; football!  your sweater is original....commercials playing during football!  who do you know here?  oh, where do you live?  and what do you do? ....  he sells maps (fascinating, and I wasn't faking it, its a bizarre career, I was interested, and  he was cute) then when he reciprocated and asked what I do and it was obvious that I had a more stable "career" and income than him, he literally turned his back on me.  It went from a 100 to a -50 in no time flat.  And my family wonders why I'm single.  Its exhausting just trying to find an employed boy, let alone an employed boy with good hygiene.   Asshole. Alright, I feel better now.  I have jury duty Monday (my first real week day in the world with actual seeing eyes).  I hope I'm home early so I can remedy the amazing tin ceiling I found under my drop styrofoam ceiling that I can no longer look out knowing what is underneath.  What the F?  Long Island Guido Man thought this looked better?  Fool....

My Poor Poor Eyes

My eyes are almost 20/20 and its a little strange.  It wasn't until today that I could actually see out of both eyes.  My right eye has been perfect (but a little tired) since Monday but my left eye is the slow one and it wasn't until today, one week later, that I could actually walk around without making myself carsick.  When your eyes are sore and tired usually you would just take out the contacts and put on the glasses and be fine, but now I'm stuck with them.  Its weird not having the ritual of taking out my contacts to get ready for bed or when the world gets all fuzzy when you decide to go to sleep and don't have glasses on or contacts in.  Now when I wake up in the middle of the night the world is already in focus and its just strange.  I also have to get out of the habit of reaching for my glasses when I'm getting out of bed.  If I had been told, when making the decision to have surgery, that it would be a full week out of my life to recover, that I wouldn't even be able to see for 3 days, and how much it hurts I doubt I would have done it.  The pain was amazing.  I'd take cramps for a month over doing eye surgery again.  I actually wanted  my mom for the first time in forever.  I don't get homesick, but that first night all I wanted was my mom around to take care of me, wait on me and tell me that I would see again.  But now I can see, and its pretty great.   Every morning I wake up is like Christmas, "how much can I see today?" 

The Lost Weekend/My Interpretation of Grey Gardens

Is Lasik worth it?  Good question, I had the pleasure of having old school lasik because of my astigmatism, but was not told until 5 minutes beforehand/  The difference is that instead of recovering in 1 day I will recover....eventually.  This is how I spent my weekend. 

Those are towels on the windows and I'm in my pjs.  ALL weekend.  Thankfully the dashing Keith was my escort for the doctors office (both times) and Halina brought me some food (although I may never eat Mac and Cheese again, and I've only had two bowls).    I'd write more but it hurts    I'll see you soon, hopefully you won't just be on outline in the haze. 

Au Revoir

I am officially trashing all my contact paraphernalia.   

For posterity's sake I wanted you to know that I was not joking.  Its actually more space than a pair of shoes (a lovely 40 percent off pair bought Sunday with Halina who is now my official "boutique friend" because I'll always end up buying something).

In 24 hours I will have the eyes of a 6 year old. 

Ciao

I've worn glasses since I was 8 or 9 and contacts since I was 12.  Today is the last day I will ever wear contacts.  EVER. 

This is it.  The very last one.
Going...
Going...
Gone!   

I have my first consultation for Lasik surgery on Thursday, which means I'm back to only wearing glasses, just like 4th grade.   I'm crazy excited to wake up and be able to see, to not have to worry about my eyes drying out, but I just realized it will be amazing to clear up all the space that my backup saline, contacts, cleaner and other eye paraphernalia has been taking up in my little apartment.  More room for shoes.