Greetings from Earth...I saw Bigfoot once. He made a sound I would not like to hear twice.
We went to see Close Encounters of the Third Kind on the big screen Saturday. All in all, it was a successful city visit, apart from my having to walk through the rain with no coat (my fault for not bringing one) and a pigeon sh*tting on my head (not my fault!). Such is my life.
We're in the middle of having the living room repainted, but we've been able to move the furniture back in and plug in the computer, so yay! Photos to follow...
Big adventure this morning with hubby emerging to say the boiler's broken. There's a flashing light and no hot water. Supergirl saves the day by actually reading the card inside the boiler door and resetting the boiler. Hubby then proceeds to have his shower and shave. Our boiler is apparently a relic and could expire any day. Last year when I asked the plumber how long it could last, his helpful remark was, 'It's a piece of crap, it could quit tomorrow or last another ten years.' Thanks for that!
So...I guess we'll just wait for it to lay down before investing in a new boiler, at which time we'll have thermostats installed. At the moment, we never know what the temperature is in the house, nor do we know what the temperature of the boiler is, as the gauge has an alarming random quality and digital readout that is unlikely to reflect reality. The pressure also waxes and wanes capriciously. Ah well!
Been off plan eating wise over the weekend, so it's back to the weighing and measuring today.
I got my hair cut yesterday. I was going for a long bob with a fringe, but the hairdresser cut off quite a lot more of the length than I was expecting, and I asked for an A-line, but rather than looking like:
I turned out looking more like:
So I decided to do a side part and sweep the fringe back into the hairline. After much deliberation (husband's wanted me to try a fringe for years), even the hubster decided that yes, I actually do look better without a fringe lying on my forehead. Doh! (I think it was my sudden comparison of myself to Dawn French when he was thinking Betty Page that turned the tables for him, though he won't admit it.)
I wish it hadn't been cut off so short, but it's only hair and it will grow back.
I started this blog seven years ago, and have been pretty faithful to it, with some fallow periods (such as the current one). I did a quick search for previous Autumn Equinox posts and found these:
2012 - for the Tarot Blog Hop (I wonder if that's still running) - Choosing a card to represent 'the hidden god' (I don't own any of those decks anymore - but you may notice I mention disliking the word 'resonate' in this entry, too!)
2012 - my first reading with the Wicca Moon Tarot (which I still have)
2013 - a Lenormand square of 9 (with a deck I no longer have)
2014 - look at Sally Morningstar's Wicca Deck (which I still have)
2014 - from the old 'Share a Spread Sunday' series I did for a time (back when I used to do 'spreads')
I picked up the specs yesterday and the optician told me to take them away and try them. He didn't even charge me for them! So we went for a walk around the town and I was fine with my vision, though the addition of a prism in one lense proved something to get used to.
The trouble started when we went into Sainsbury's. I then learned how much I actually use the mid and close distance parts of my lenses in the varifocal specs. By the end of the visit to the shop, much swearing had taken place as I picked up an item, it blurred out, and I had to lift the specs to see it. F**k that!
I phoned this morning to say single vision is OUT and I want progressive lenses, I went in and the technician measured me and we agreed I would get Varilux Physio 2.0 lenses with anti-glare coating. I'm very pleased as I've wanted to try the Varilux lenses, which are considered top of the line for progressive lenses. I was advised with my prescription, which isn't that strong, a higher spec lense (bespoke, tailored) would not be of significant benefit. So now I just wait for them to come back!
Yesterday's reading holds true -- especially the Queen of Cups, as the folk in this practice could not be more accommodating, friendly and supportive.
I look forward to getting my new glasses, and I know if something is wrong, they will look after me. :)
For the last few months, I've been wearing my specs on a string around my neck. Why, you may ask? My varifocal lenses from SpecSavers have stopped 'focaling'. :) I'm quite near-sighted, and I don't need glasses to see things close up, only far away. Trying to see my computer screen or read a book through the varifocals was a pain. I'd search and search for the 'sweet spot' only to find that if I pulled the glasses off altogether, I could see much more clearly. Admittedly, the varifocals come in handy for a quick glance at something without having to take my glasses off, but for close work of more than a glance, I have to drop them.
So, I went to an actual optician, recommended by a work colleague, instead of SpecSavers, and he told me that the distance lenses they'd given me are too strong, and suggested that since I can see 'crystal clear' without specs up close, why not just use single vision lenses and keep taking them off, since I am doing that already. I agreed with him, since he said if I have any problems to come back and we'd go from there. Fair enough.
I received a text yesterday saying that my specs are ready and to pick them up today. I am nervous. I've worn varifocals for several years now. There's not going to be a sweet spot for a quick glance at anything, even if it is slightly blurry with the varifocals. I'll have to pull my glasses off every time I want to see something. The question is, am I already doing this more than I realise? Or am I going to find that I'm not doing it as much as I think I am? And how long is it going to take for my brain to adjust to single vision lenses now that it's got used to viewing the world through the admittedly very odd refraction of varifocals? (The second pair of varifocals I got, this pair, took me forever to get used to. I didn't think I'd learn to cope, but suddenly, my brain just made the switch. Can it switch back?)
I don't know why I'm so nervous, I can always go and get varifocals again if I decide I need them. If you know me, you know I just do this. Worry, worry, worry.
So I pulled a card from CBD Tarot: how will I get on with my glasses?
7 of Coins. Here's what the LWB says:
'Acceptance. Something new is well received. Help and protection. Integrating into a system without losing one's individuality.'
I blogged about the meaning behind this card here over a year ago.
I drew a second card and got Queen of Cups. She faces the 7 of Coins and her line of sight is directly toward it. She gives it a loving look. I believe I will get on fine with the new glasses, and if I don't, Queen of Cups reassures me that I will receive support from the opticians, friendly and nurturing service.
I do hope I don't take too long to acclimate to the single vision lenses - No falling down the stairs for me, please!
I just wanted to give you a wave and say I'm still around and I still read cards, I just don't blog much at this point in my life. Since switching to Tarot de Marseille and playing cards as my primary reading decks, and it must be said my reading style has also evolved along with this switch, I don't feel the need to talk so much about decks. But this could change. However, I still offer readings, so feel free to order.
On another front, I've joined Weight Watchers and so far have lost 5 lbs. Just another 50-something to go, then! :)
Happy Autumn Equinox, if I don't see you again before the day! x