Ugh.
This started as one of those mornings where I was all gung-ho about getting a laundry list of tasks accomplished by 5 p.m. or so.
I've gotten only one of those things accomplished and that was purely by accident.
Task number one was to go online and order a refill box of contact lenses. When I went to 1800contacts.com, I saw that my brand had "DISCONTINUED" stamped across the picture. I called them to query why and was told that they hadn't gotten any shipped to them in a while and the manufacturer wasn't being forthcoming with why. Okay. I tried Super Jumbo Retailer sites and they also didn't carry the brand. I saw on one e-distributor's website the following message concerning their in-stock lenses:
"The manufacturer of Proclear Compatibles® brand contact lenses advises that counterfeit Proclear lenses have been found in the U.S. market.We have conducted a thorough review of our records and inventory and believe that lenses purchased at our webstore are authentic; however, because of our commitment to patient safety and education, we have decided to notify our customers of the manufacturer’s concerns."
Okay, so that answers the question...but like hell if I want to order them now considering there are some whackjobs out there trying to sell black market lenses. Ugh, decisions.
Task number two was to carry out a return visit of the girly-bits doctor. I left work at 12:30 for the afternoon and when I got to the parking lot of the clinic I was checking my planner for whatever reason and noticed that my appointment wasn't supposed to be until tomorrow. Oops...instead of driving back to work like a truly industrious person would, I went arts and crafts shopping. When I got home I tried to reschedule my appointment for Friday (when the office will be desserted and I can basically sit on my thumbs) and was told that the only available slots were for this afternoon. So I went back.
I didn't have to wait long to ushered back into the lair, but I did sit in the exam room for an unGodly amount of time waiting for the doctor. I sat there so long that I read every Female Reproductive Diagram on the walls and could have stolen a whole purse full of Trojan female condoms ("ribbed for her pleasure!").
Girly Bits doc wasn't completely convinced that my uterus is all well and good, but anyhow....
The third thing I was supposed to accomplish today was to pay some bills online. Seeing as how I got up early and purchased a computer and made a couple of purchases since lunch, that would require me to reconcile my checkbook. I don't feel like it, and therefore no bills will be paid tonight.
I don't particuarly care that one of them is three days late.
Posted by Tiffany at February 1, 2005 07:04 PM