Whew, doggie, too bad for y’all there’s no video of my attempt to walk the dog this morning. I was like a drunken sailor. The deal with the drops is that you put them in and then wait at least twenty minutes before you put your contacts in.
Perfect, I thought. I’ll throw my glasses on and walk the dog and that will be thirty/thirty-five minutes.
I couldn’t even get out of the back yard! Everything was curvy and not where my brain expected it. So, instead, I hooked up the hose and watered the garden, since apparently, we’re not going to have any rain.
But by the time I got done watering the garden, of course my eyes were used to the glasses, so when I put in my contacts, I felt off-kilter in the other direction.
I still think that’s going to be the right plan, though. Get up, put in drops, walk the dog, put in contacts.
I noticed the morning glories are up. I’m excited about that. I’ve been too nervous to look at my white sage. It was so big in the little containers, but it looked so tiny when I put it in the ground. But I bet it’s digging this heat. Unlike me. Ha ha ha.