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miscellany
Oct. 2nd, 2008 11:39 amprofessional
Had a quite marvellous trip (ahem) to the optician's yesterday, where my knowledgeable and friendly optician confirmed that I am indeed getting more shortsighted, did a 40-minute examination and then wrote out various complex prescriptions. Then he passed me to his Dispensing colleague who talked science at me for a bit and then helped me choose some new frames.
Honestly, it was such an unusual delight dealing with courteous people who know exactly what they are talking about. Then again, it may be because I represent some optical Mother Lode, as far as opticians go. ^^
corporate
Finally, finally stopped working like a workaholic thing, and I am now beginning to clear up the considerable mess of being an easily distracted internet-addicted procrastinatory workaholic. This involves hideous things, like this morning's conversation with a tax accountant (apparently I need a totally new bank account, a PAYE scheme, tax dividends, VAT registration and a million other totally obvious duh corporate things to stop Inland Revenue chasing me).
I can't believe that I have to willingly contact a bank, especially in these wobbly times.
domestic
Leaving aside the financial disarray, we also have distressing levels of domestic disarray. I have experienced gutwrenching levels of tidiness jealousy recently, from working with a woman whose elegant home office is a testament to warm minimalism, to viewing![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ravurian's artistically styled bookcases. Right now my home office is still scattered with paper - P. fell asleep here on top of all the papers that I had been sorting out on the floor, and the effect has been a bit like a hedgehog rolling in leaves. It's AWFUL.
( Piteous call for office storage suggestions )
Had a quite marvellous trip (ahem) to the optician's yesterday, where my knowledgeable and friendly optician confirmed that I am indeed getting more shortsighted, did a 40-minute examination and then wrote out various complex prescriptions. Then he passed me to his Dispensing colleague who talked science at me for a bit and then helped me choose some new frames.
Honestly, it was such an unusual delight dealing with courteous people who know exactly what they are talking about. Then again, it may be because I represent some optical Mother Lode, as far as opticians go. ^^
corporate
Finally, finally stopped working like a workaholic thing, and I am now beginning to clear up the considerable mess of being an easily distracted internet-addicted procrastinatory workaholic. This involves hideous things, like this morning's conversation with a tax accountant (apparently I need a totally new bank account, a PAYE scheme, tax dividends, VAT registration and a million other totally obvious duh corporate things to stop Inland Revenue chasing me).
I can't believe that I have to willingly contact a bank, especially in these wobbly times.
domestic
Leaving aside the financial disarray, we also have distressing levels of domestic disarray. I have experienced gutwrenching levels of tidiness jealousy recently, from working with a woman whose elegant home office is a testament to warm minimalism, to viewing
ravurian's artistically styled bookcases. Right now my home office is still scattered with paper - P. fell asleep here on top of all the papers that I had been sorting out on the floor, and the effect has been a bit like a hedgehog rolling in leaves. It's AWFUL.( Piteous call for office storage suggestions )
