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how i know it's all going to work out fine
I started noticing a couple of weeks ago that I was shortly going to run out of contact lenses.
Today, I finally remembered to call Costco and reorder the damn things, which they don't keep in the store (contacts, yes; daily disposables, no), and which they expect to take two days to arrive. Recall that I am leaving town at You Must Be Kidding Me O'Clock on Thursday morning (well; actually at Harumph, At Least It's Light Out, but I am not remotely a morning person, so tomato, tomahto). I ask the nice young man at Costco if I've called him early enough that today, Tuesday, will count as a day, and the lenses might be in tomorrow. Worth calling tomorrow, he says, but he wouldn't count on it.
I call Target to see if they can sell me a quantity of lenses smaller than 30, and if they can do so without a prescription. I am happy to tell them my prescription, but I don't have anything signed by an OD, and for whatever reason they're not supposed to dispense harmless contact lenses without one ... whatever. The guy can hook me up with a single pair of two-week disposables in my prescription, which I can't wear for two weeks (for my own gunky build-up reasons), but which I can wear for more than a single day if I have solution and a case, so, good. I have backup lenses in case the boxes don't come in to Costco on time.
Then I get home. I count lenses. I have five days' worth. If my boxes of new lenses don't come in tomorrow, I won't be able to get them until next Monday. The days between tomorrow and next Monday inclusive on which it will be necessary that I be able to wear contacts instead of glasses are: Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday. That's four days. I won't even run out, and I can keep the emergency backups in reserve.
Plus, I got my Yuletide assignment, and we won our curling game tonight with some good shots and some good teamwork. Yeah, things are going okay for me right now. :-D
Today, I finally remembered to call Costco and reorder the damn things, which they don't keep in the store (contacts, yes; daily disposables, no), and which they expect to take two days to arrive. Recall that I am leaving town at You Must Be Kidding Me O'Clock on Thursday morning (well; actually at Harumph, At Least It's Light Out, but I am not remotely a morning person, so tomato, tomahto). I ask the nice young man at Costco if I've called him early enough that today, Tuesday, will count as a day, and the lenses might be in tomorrow. Worth calling tomorrow, he says, but he wouldn't count on it.
I call Target to see if they can sell me a quantity of lenses smaller than 30, and if they can do so without a prescription. I am happy to tell them my prescription, but I don't have anything signed by an OD, and for whatever reason they're not supposed to dispense harmless contact lenses without one ... whatever. The guy can hook me up with a single pair of two-week disposables in my prescription, which I can't wear for two weeks (for my own gunky build-up reasons), but which I can wear for more than a single day if I have solution and a case, so, good. I have backup lenses in case the boxes don't come in to Costco on time.
Then I get home. I count lenses. I have five days' worth. If my boxes of new lenses don't come in tomorrow, I won't be able to get them until next Monday. The days between tomorrow and next Monday inclusive on which it will be necessary that I be able to wear contacts instead of glasses are: Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday. That's four days. I won't even run out, and I can keep the emergency backups in reserve.
Plus, I got my Yuletide assignment, and we won our curling game tonight with some good shots and some good teamwork. Yeah, things are going okay for me right now. :-D