So I guess I’m a bit of a rebel, posting here on GOT night. But it’s early in the evening, and it’ s a quick post, so that makes it easier for JALC and GOT to co-exist in the same evening.
No new books, and one new movie that I won’t talk about yet.(1) But I did finish a stitching project.
There’s a famous quote by Marcel Proust that (ostensibly) says:
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Remembrance of Things Past has never been on my reading bucket list, so I don’t expect to ever learn whether the most accurate translation of this quote is the popular one or the alternate choice postulated by Craig Thompson, as linked above.(1)
It doesn’t really matter, I suppose. Especially since today’s linkage to that quote is very tenuous indeed: I’m pondering the status of my adjustment to those bifocals I mentioned a few months ago. And thinking about seeing through new eyeglasses reminded me of that quote about seeing through new eyes. That prompted me to look up the Proust quote, whereupon I discovered this slight controversy about its correct wording….which I couldn’t resist from sharing here, in my own pedantic way.
But yeah: I’m really just posting tonight about having new eyeglasses. Nothing more.
I had my annual eye check-up yesterday. The annual eye check-up that I hadn’t gotten round to doing for 24 months or so. (I’m not sure whether the best 2-word explanation for that would be: Momma lazy or Momma workaholic.)
Anyhow, this appointment marked a bit of a sea change from previous ones. I walked into my two prior appointments saying much the same thing: “You’re gonna tell me I need bifocals, but I don’t want ’em on account of vanity.”*
This year, my attitude was different: “It’s finally time for me to get those progressives.”
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