This morning I learned that sometime last night during Sunday night football, a lens popped out of my glasses. I can trace it back to a time in which I spent the entire time in a ten-square-foot area of our main room- but it is nowhere to be found. I have to work and surf with my readers, which are okay for stuff right in front of my nose, but bar the door if I have to look more than four feet away- say, to the other end of the Gerber cutter I use at work.
Needless to say, I have new glasses already in the works, but..." You'll see on the receipt they are supposed to come in on the 28th..." AKA NEXT Monday. AKA Chris will be coming home with headaches the next four days.
So depending, some things I might normally post about will have to wait... And Time Machine could be late. And I probably won't be getting to that "Who my hockey teams' leading scorers are" post for a while. I can tell you the former Aussie league leading scorer Michael Forney got his first couple of goals in Austria yesterday. Buck up, I know you're disappointed, but we'll all be okay. It's only seven days.
Grumble mutter grouse...