… with new contact lenses and glasses. They’re costing a pretty penny, but it’s a good few years since I had either, and my prescription had changed quite a bit.  No more sore eyes, hopefully.

I had my optician’s appointment nice and early to force myself to get out of bed and run other errands as well. Had another alteration-fitting for the top part of my wedding dress, and left the skirt in to be altered too since I have my shoes at last. Visited the library, bought bread… the usual boring stuff.

And then I went back to bed. I’ve been knackered this week for some reason and haven’t had a proper Saturday lie-in for weeks. I’d consider my day to have been unproductive if my afternoon plans hadn’t involved just playing computer games anyway.

But since I’m going to spending Monday to Friday in Belfast for the next three weeks, nights included, I really need to get organised. And draw up a list of things for Colin to do around the house. It’s less than five weeks till our wedding, and there’s still a shed-load of stuff to do. (Well, not actually a shed-load; we already did the garage, thankfully.)

Also today, I am mostly … looking at the bags full of crap

… that I brought home from work yesterday, and wondering what to do with the contents. I need to find somewhere to put my plant where I will remember to water it, since it’s not a succulent, and I have a bad tendency to kill every other plant in my house by not watering them. I need to stash my Scrabble board away - no idea when I’ll next get a game with anyone, alas - and find shelf-room for my books and magazines because I’m not going to take them to the next job with me, not even my 1959 edition of Strunk & White.

It was weird leaving yesterday though. I felt sick half of the afternoon - partly because of the large helping of raspberry pavlova I had for lunch and partly just with nerves anticipating having to speak at my leaving presentation. (Yep, happy as I am to speak up most of the time, I do loathe ‘public’ speaking, the more so when I know the listeners.) It’s the whole ‘end of an era’ feeling, I suppose, and lots of mixed feelings.

But hello to any Meridiots who are reading this - get a life and/or get back to work! (And thanks for the card and the dosh.)

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