Bits

* The thing about writing (using a computer screen) for a living is that one can all too easily develop eye strain. This week I've been struggling a LOT with my eyes. Monday afternoon I'd felt my eyes were tired. On Tuesday I woke up feeling like I had something poking into my left eye, but couldn't find a thing. By Tuesday night it was worse - so much so that I didn't get much sleep. I kept having shooting pains in my eyeball that woke me up. Can you see where REM may be an issue? :-) By Wednesday my eye was bright red with swollen eyeball and lids - quite the contrast to the blue iris, and giving a rather horrific look to things. The entire day was spent trying not to have it open too much, wiping away streaming tears from one eye and avoiding sunlight. Last night by 7:45 I couldn't take the pain anymore, and although I still had quite a bit of computer stuff to do, I switched it off and crawled under the duvet to rest my eyes. And, of course, drifted off. When the landline phone rang a bit later I grabbed the cellphone by mistake and didn't register for a few seconds as to why I couldn't answer it. But by this morning the eye was no longer extremely painful. It's still red, still hits patches where I can't see for pain - but generally it's ticking along OK, provided I take regular breaks.

* I need to pull my finger out and organize a few things. Sometimes good things do not come to those who wait. I'm getting fed up with my lack of progress in certain areas, and that usually leads to action. About jolly time too.

* I'm once again reliant on the good graces of others for transport to and from work today. See above. Steps must be taken (no, not literally - it's too far to walk!), decisions made. No more procrastination. I just need to line this up very carefully.

* Still need a holiday. But it's coming soon enough. Few pieces that need to fall in place first, then I look forward to letting it all hang out for a bit.

* I think I've found a passion to persue. We'll see what comes of it. Another area to pull finger out.

* I used to have gorgeous hands. Long, strong and shapely nails. Cuticles perfect, no bruises or bumps or scratches. No ingrained grease. Now I have a Land Rover. :-)

* I spent a good deal of yesterday evening making lists. Things to do, things to get, things to sell, things to remember. If I can, indeed, pull finger - it's going to be a busy time ahead, requiring all the concentrated effort this blonde brain can muster.

* That injury earlier this week? Still sore. New mahoosive bruise noted this morning at ankle level - they're only starting to kick in now. It looks like I've been beaten up below the knees. At least I'm no longer limping, but no-one better try feel my legs for a few days yet - shaving around scabs ain't pretty! :-) Waxing neither. That stuff's gotta wait.