As I mentioned last week, I’ve been trying contacts. They’re multifocal. I’m told it takes a long time to get used to them. Some people never get used to them. I guess it’s a double whammy having multifocals as a first ever pair of contacts. My distance vision is just starting to go. I have a slight prescription. Reading is more of a problem. Several years ago I reached the inevitable presbyopia stage. I’ve coined the term “presbyoldpeople” since it hits you when you’re older. Needless to say, with my eyes freaking out in the contacts, reading is more difficult. I get a few minutes of clarity, realize it and my eyes blur again like they’ve been caught making things clear and they aren’t quite ready to admit it yet. It’s frustrating, but not insurmountable.
I guess having my eyes and my brain at odds with each other is tiring. My eyes don’t hurt. Except for the occasional hey-you-have-foreign-bodies-in-your-eyes feeling, it’s pretty comfortable. Lion has worn contacts forever. He says it’s definitely making me tired. I may not feel it as actual tiredness, but it’s there. I am determined to make this work. Maybe not these exact contacts, but some contacts will work.
Lion has been down for a few days. I won’t say it’s not a big deal. I know how big a deal it is when you’re down. I’ll just say it happens from time to time. It happens to many of us. I’m not sure there’s anything that can be done at this point. He’s not climbing a ladder to jump off the roof. The only thing I can do is be here for him and do whatever I can to help him work through it. If he needs a swift kick in the ass, I’m his girl. I’m his girl anyway, but you know what I mean.
When I asked if he wanted any action last night or if he wanted to wait, he asked if we could wait. We can and did. We snuggled for a bit until our body parts started begging us to move. I’ll ask again tonight. And if the answer is no again, I’ll be a little more adventurous with my hands to see if I can get my weenie’s attention. That’s not to say we have to do anything. I just want to get my weenie involved in the conspiracy to make Lion feel better. If my weenie and the boys are on board, I stand a better chance of getting a yes from Lion. No, it’s not the answer, but it’s a step closer.
Eventually, we’ll get back on track. I’m not rushing it. Things take time. I’m not going anywhere. I don’t think Lion is either.
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