Unexpected superpowers!

So, my new contacts I received an hour ago have overcorrected my vision to somewhere between 20/15 & 20/10. I personally don't see the harm in having SUPERVISION, but my optometrist begs to differ. At least he was nice enough to let me wear them until my new ones (with a prescription decrease in both lenses by .50) come in next week. It'll suck adjusting back to normal vision then, but the improvement over my old scratched lenses will substantially help me with Capstone this week.

Speaking of, I'm kicking its ass.

Scratch that previous entry

With SUPERVISION, I can't look at anything in motion without feeling ill and/or like I'm on some hallucinogenic trip. Fire, rainfall and moving bodies of water are too intensely beautiful for words. The Expedia points commerical with thousands of yellow bouncing balls nearly made me hurl. We don't have HD and I'm acutely aware of what is filmed at lower definition. I need the world's best wrinkle cream and a deep facial, stat.

Seeing just how dirty the baseboards are & some areas I've been missing with dusting is rather depressing. I have an immense amount of sympathy now for OCD cleaners who are convinced that with just a bit more scrubbing they can get that last spot out. I can hardly stand to leave the house alone, but 'this too, shall pass' has to be my motto for survival at the moment.