When my glasses hit the tile floor of the bathroom a few days ago, and both lenses popped out, I knew someone was trying to tell me it was time to see the eye doctor. Last time, I’d seen the eye doctor next to the Lenscrafter at the mall, so I made another appointment there.
“So, when was your last appointment?” asked the tech as she started with the usual notes on her computer.
“I guess about two years ago, since you have our old address on file,” I mumbled. It wasn’t as bad as admitting the dentist that I don’t floss every day, but close.
“Oh, it was here?” Tap, tap, tap. “And it was in…2005.”
Ok, past time.
The good news is that my eyes are about the only thing not deteriorating with age–despite being 4 years old, my old prescription is the same as my new prescription. The bad news is that I’m still bat blind without glasses…which makes choosing new frames an adventure since the style I own is 4 years out of style.
So…how did I do?
I ended up with an hour wait for my glasses…at a mall where I didn’t have any shopping to do but which was a 25 minute drive from my house. I called Steve to discuss the pros and cons of staying versus coming back later, and he asked, “You have your knitting with you, right?”
He had to ask?
“What time does Knotty Girls open?” Steve continued.
“10 a.m.,” I answered. “On Tuesday.”
“Oh.” Pause. “Well, remember that I suggested you go to a yarn store!”
Yes, dear. Your good knitting husband points have already been collated.
So, I couldn’t go knit in the congenial yarn-filled atmosphere of my LYS…but I’ve never been shy about KIPing (knitting in public). I’d already pulled out my work at the eye doctor, catching the eye of one of the techs.
“Is it hard to pick up?” she asked. I thought I caught a note of longing.
“Not at all,” I said. “I’ve been knitting for…”
“You’re going to say years,” she sighed ruefully as I paused to do some quick math.
“…a year and a half,” I finished.
“Really?” She eyed my project, being knit in the round on 2 circular needles, which always seems to impress non-knitters. Newly animated, she told me about her friend who knits when they go to the movies. Hopefully, she’ll feel confident enough to ask for a lesson next time the friend pulls out her yarn and needles.
While waiting for the new glasses, I took a seat out in the mall and actually made some progress on the matching mitten for this one, finished yesterday:
Ribbing done, the rest to go.