This morning I got up, put on my glasses, visited the kitchen, and on the way back to the bedroom I thought, "Wow, my vision is really blurry."
I stopped, took off my glasses, and checked to make sure they weren't Gary's. Nope. I rubbed my eyes. Did no good. I couldn't quite tell if my vision was better or worse; it was just wonky.
"Ah," I thought, "My cataracts must be advancing. Sometimes that makes your vision worse and sometimes temporarily better."
I just took it in stride and by the time I got back to the bedroom I had plans to contact the eye doctor and accept my fate.
Until I looked on the table, and saw what were clearly my glasses, which meant that I was wearing Gary's. I'd checked that, but I took off Gary's glasses to check Gary's glasses, so I was blind when I checked. I put on my actual glasses, checked the glasses in my hand, and then the differences became obvious.
I'm really pleased with how well I faced imminent blindness, though.
Since I hatched this scheme to make a jigsaw puzzle necklace, I've learned a lot about jigsaws. The most astonishing is that some jigsaw puzzles cost 80 bucks. They are wooden, and some of the pieces are what they call whimsies - identifiable shapes that fit in with the other pieces.
Of course, I didn't need a fancy puzzle like that, I just needed a old wooden puzzle from eBay and if pieces were missing that was fine.
The first find I got was labeled "challenging." Good God. Every other piece was identical. I got the border done and perhaps ten percent of the rest.
I wasn't too motivated to get it done because I knew puzzle B was coming. I had first spotted it on eBay and was elated to see one piece that looked like a bear.
"Whimsy!" I gasped, and bid $16.
It came today, and I put it together. I was so excited to discover there were multiple whimsies.
How cute is that? A bird, a bear, a four-leaf clover, a running man, an arrow, a beaver, a rooster, a swastika, and a rabbit. You know. Cute stuff.
I read the box for more information, expecting "Made in Germany, copyright 1942." Instead, there was a faded handwritten message:
"To Mother - on her 29th Wedding Anniversary from Harriet, Henry and Harrison. Dec 6, 1934."
Whew. A pre-Nazi swastika. The box also said it was made in Fort Atkinson, Wisconsin. Just a nice innocent good-luck symbol.