It's hard to know where to begin. I keep thinking about posting and find myself unsure how to approach all that's happened in the last fifteen days.
Even now, I wonder: should I write a list? Narrative? All the details, only some? How much do you, oh readers, care about knowing?
I guess I'll start off with some good news. Saturday, after two full days of searching, Kyle found a car. We got a deal, which makes us feel better, and hope to be able to finish everything and pick it up by this weekend.
Why would Kyle need to buy a car, you might ask. Well, interesting question. Maybe because his car was totaled in a multiple car accident on a very dangerous highway that he travels extensively every week. Maybe it's because the road became pure ice out of nowhere and kept everyone from stopping. Yes, that's what happened.
No one was hurt in their particular, which was a miracle, and our insurance company has actually been fantastic and timely on everything from dealing with the salvage to getting us a rental car to the payout for the heap of trash formerly known as Aramis (think The Three Musketeers). That's a relief.
There are still some loose threads to tie up from the accident, which won't be fun and are potentially costly, but I'm choosing to not dwell on them now.
The morning after the accident, my car battery was dead. Just dead. The cold had finally gotten to poor Sophia.
In other news, January began as the Month of Glasses for Lana. Scary thought, approaching it, but it has turned out not all bad. I now live in a world with very blurry edges and always blurry words. It makes me feel pretty isolated, as I can't readily recognize faces approaching me from across the library or campus. I can't read for run, because letters appear doubled or shaded or wobbly at all times. I had anticipated bad headaches and am happy to announce that they have not shown their ugly faces. I've only had two headaches, and I think it was more related to my low blood sugar rather than to the distorted images my brain is receiving from my eyes.
Why is Lana wearing glasses, one might ask. Another very astute question.
I've mentioned before about my poor eyesight and my strong desire to have surgery that will enable me to be independent from glasses and contacts. Well, we have a consultation / eye exam to occur a week from Thursday that will let us know if 1) I am currently a candidate for the surgery; 2) I will ever be a candidate for the surgery; 3) I need to plop in my contacts and move on with life because this is, also, something that is not meant for me.
I'm hopeful for positive results, but at the same time, I'm not betting on it. There are so many criteria that must be met, and it's pretty difficult for me to imagine I align with them all. Plus, financially, I'm not sure we could swing it now, with the month of January being the most expensive car month we've ever had. I had looked forward to entering grad school in May with new eyes, without worrying about dry contacts and eyes. But, if the timing is off, perhaps I can look forward to the surgery another year, another school break.
And that's how 2010 began for us. Fast, scary, crazy, and unpleasant. But things are looking up, so we aren't terribly discouraged. But now you know why I haven't written since Dec. 29th, and why I've been at a loss for words.
Will post pictures of the car when we pick it up!
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