I started the day out OK, but I was cranky by mid-afternoon. It started with my chili-cheese dog at Superdog. It tasted a bit like curry (cumin?) and there were blue spots on my bun. I couldn’t tell if it was something odd in the chili or if it was mold but the bread looked fresh enough and tasted fine so I just kept going. Then I had to wait for my appointment with the Ophthalmologist.

And while I was waiting, I got a call from the place I used to pack fudge, telling me that the lying sacks of shit at FedEx had returned a birthday present I bought a friend as “undeliverable.” I’m getting ahead of myself. They sent me emails telling me that they tried to deliver, but they told the company that they held the package. My friend, the intended recipient, never saw any door tags and never heard the doorbell ring on the day she worked from home waiting for the package. And the when she went to place they were supposed to be holding it, they didn’t have it. I told the chocolate company that 1) FedEx is boning me, and 2) I don’t trust New Yorkers further than I can throw them.

Then I got to wait some more for the ophthalmologist, who happened to have an emergency appointment that made my appointment 45 minutes late. Turns out my eyes have changed for the better, and I have to get new lenses. Fortunately, stumbling blindly into the optometrist’s office was expected of me, and they just kind of laughed at me.

My pupils were still dilated when I got to the gym. I had to tell THMFIC that I really had gone to the eye doctor and that I wasn’t “tripping balls.” Things look really bright when your pupils are dilated.

Oh, and I had a pleasant conversation with Jay the Contractor about five new windows he’s going to put in which will cost me a small fortune. He also had a cranky day and, oddly enough, we were both laughing about how cranky we both were. Huh.