NOOOOOOO
Do you know the one thing that, if stripped of, can turn me completely infantile and dependent on others? My eyes, or rather, the things I use to make them work. My contacts. And tonight, one of them TORE.
I think it happened earlier before I took them out to sleep. It felt like there was something in my eye, like an eyelash. I kept picking at my eye. I didn't notice it until I put them back in. A big chunk was missing out of my right contact lens. I was able to put it back in, but I don't know how long I am going to be able to wear it before this tear gets bigger. It's really, really bad that I am still wearing it, but I don't have the money to go back to the eye doc and get a refill. Without even one of lenses, there is no driving whatsoever. I need to get this fixed ASAP.
In happier news, I am now on WIC. I finally got in and got my vouchers for food. I will now never be without milks, cereal, eggs, cheese, peanut butter, juice, or beans. It doesn't sound like a whole lot, but thats like $30 off our grocery bill. Yes, it's another social program set up so poor lazy people and illegal immigrants and thrive in our country, but dammit Vance works his ass off and still doesn't make enough, so we actually deserve this. When I get back to working at the end of the year I'll likely take myself off the program.
And then we went to this awesome chinese restaurant down south called Marco Polo. I didn't think it was chinese food by just the name, but the menu featured the story about Marco Polo and it made sense. They also offered Malaysian cuisine. It was DELICIOUS. And I found out I can eat with chopstix and Vance can't. I WIN THAT ONE.
So, no full moonish activity for me tonight. I have been having a lot of Braxton-hicks contractions, but nothing out of the ordinary. Damn. I was really hoping I would pop tonight.