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The Great Contact Lens Event

My Mum has a massive phobia of eyes, and through what I can only assume is osmosis I thought I had the same. (Mum – this post might freak you out!). If you don’t want to hear about contact lenses click away now…

I first started wearing glasses when I was about 15 or 16, I noticed that I was having trouble reading the board at school and the clock in exams. I got myself down to the opticians to become a proud member of the spectacle wearing club. I only ever needed them for far away things, so at school, at the cinema, at home watching TV, but generally I didn’t wear them very much.

It wasn’t really until I was around 18/19 that I noticed that I was really struggling when I wasn’t wearing them. Friends would often tell me off for giving them “the evil eye” when seeing them from a distance, the truth was I was actually trying to focus them in!

Long before glasses were required.

Long before glasses were required.

I look to wearing my glasses all the time when I was travelling (I hitch-hiked – wanted to see drivers from a distance) but soon found that without them, I couldn’t actually see diddly-squat. So I have been wearing my glasses all the time since I was about 23.

“Why don’t you get contacts?” I was asked all the time, and the truth was that I would have loved too, but I was too scared. The thought alone of having to get a little bit of plastic in and out of my eye would give me heart palpitations. I admitted to myself that I was just destined to be one of those speccy four-eyes forever, and it was fine. My friends and family are now more used to seeing me with glasses than without.

Amynoos Glasses

Now there are some definite draw-backs to being a glasses wearer (these are obviously massively outweighed by the fact that you can see….). Rain is a nightmare, you genuinely need windscreen wipers, especially if it is that god-awful misty rain where you can actually see more without your glasses than with. Also, misting. Shopping in winter is a pain in the backside, outside fine, in a shop – nope – no more sight for you – just fog. Walk into a bar after being outside… fog… can’t see with glasses, can’t see without glasses…. so many people… so many obstacles… OH THE HORROR!!!

So the final straw for me was learning to ski. Now, if you have been following my posts (original here, latest here) about skiing you will know that I am a somewhat reluctant skier to start with. So the fact that during my second lesson I realised that I would get half-way down the hill and not be able to see a single thing was utterly terrifying. I am sliding down a hill, on 2 sticks, blind, no control. How I did not injure myself or someone else is an absolute miracle. After doing a bit of online research when back on less snowy ground there was one conclusion, one way to solve this issue, and that was getting contact lenses.

The Friday after we came back from Cambridge/Skiing I decided to grab the bull by the horns and book myself an appointment. I saw that Specsavers (who are my usual optician anyway) do a free trial for contacts, so this seemed perfect. Luckily for me they had an appointment available the following Monday.

Contact Lenses

So on Monday, off I trotted into Brighton town centre, took a deep breath and headed down to the contact lens centre. There I was met by a very friendly optician who did all of the checks (very similar to an eye test, shining lights etc.) to make sure my eyes were healthy and to check my suitability. She said everything looked fine, then needed to check the “shape and size” with a magical machine. Lord knows how it worked but I basically looked into something and it measure the curvature (I assume) so they would know what size I needed. It was all very quick and simple. Perhaps a little uncomfortable with the light shining, but nothing painful or scary. She discussed my needs and what I was looking to get from wearing contacts, I elaborated the ski story….

Contact Lens

The next bit was the scary bit; “Are you happy for me to put them in?” she asked. Another deep breath and “yes it’s fine”. I have come this far, can’t back out now! She showed me these tiny delicate circles of gel like plastic and popped one onto the surface of my eye… look up, look down, look left, look right, blink blink blink and TUH DUH! Same with the other eye… blink blink blink. I can see. It is the strangest feeling every being able to see after so long without the world having a black frame.

After they were in I went to see another optician for the “teach”, here she explained the do’s and don’ts of contact (DO wash your hands, DON’T run your lenses under the tap) and explained how to take them out and put them in. Then came practical part of the lesson, so very carefully as instructed (chin to chest, very important) and took the first one out on the first attempt. She seemed pretty impressed at the ease with which I had done it, and asked me to do the other eye. Same again. Nodding, impressed she then explained about putting them in (daily disposables mean a fresh pair each time for me). Top Tip: to make sure they are not inside out they should look like a cereal bowl with no lip, if they look like a pasta dish with a lip then they are the wrong way around.

In they popped. She declared I was a natural after I managed to take them out again without any problems. Off I went with my free 5-day trial feeling really rather pleased with myself.

The whole experience as a pleasure. The staff were friendly, helpful and informative and really made me feel at ease. The trial worked you up to the full 12-hour wear, so first day 4 hours, second day 6 hours etc. On the following Monday I had a follow up appointment to check how I was getting on. I had another quick eye check with the optician while wearing the contacts and they said everything was fine. Next stop sales! I decided to get 20 a month on direct debit, they have quite a lot of benefits on direct debit like cheaper sunglasses and free glasses, eye check etc. so I thought it was a good place to start. Day on, day off, see how I go. So far so good! The novelty of going into a shop and taking off my sunglasses and being able to see is an absolute life-changer. The whole experience was so much quicker, easier and not at all remotely traumatic like I thought it would be. I feel very positive about it all, which is great for something that a few years ago stuck fear at the mere mention of it.

I am using the Acuvue Moist Daily Lenses

I am using the Acuvue Moist Daily Lenses

So winter here I come! You with your steamy eye glasses and your misty rain! I am ready for you!

Apparently the next stop of laser surgery… I think we are a way off that yet *shudder*

Welcome back!!!

Welcome to the new look Amynoos blog!

Having managed to stick at the blogging (albeit intermittently during the summer), I have rewarded myself by spending some of my hard earned pennies on my own website.

And here we are… TUH DAH!

Amynoos

So welcome! Thank you for following me over here. I hope that we can continue to grow and blossom together (oh how corny).

A massive thank you to TSO Host for their superb service and, of course, to Jezz for making the technical things do what I wanted them to do in an absolute jiffy after I fought with it for over an hour! (Lesson learned… ask him first next time).

There is lots to fill you in on, but not only have I moved blog, but I have also moved house! I am finally living with Jezz. Not far from where I was previously living but closer to the centre of Brighton. It is all very exciting! Lots of house things to discuss, lots of work to be done, lots of things to do. 2016 is going to be a busy year I think!

Back to business then, and part 2 of our Cambridge trip (which I am pretty sure was a lifetime ago) is coming soon… sorry for the delay!

<3

Amy

Motivational Monday

Summer sucks when you are working at an English Language School.
Any resident of Brighton will tell you about the number of students that seem to spring up from nowhere in July and then suddenly vanish again in September. I am sure we are the only industry in the world that wishes away the summer! I moan, I complain, and I swear ALOT.
 Summer…well, not so much summer but stress and me really don’t work well together. Probably a stupid thing to say as I am sure if doesn’t work well with most people. I go a bit weird. I leave that positive happy bubbly lass in June and then the snappy, mean, unhinged lass comes out for a few weeks. I am not the me that looks for the happy in her week, but the me that launches a massive strop at any sign of things going slightly off course from how I planned them.
ALAS… I am now at the treading water stage of the summer and now with my head above the waves I feel like myself again. At the end of last week something seemed to just suddenly click and it was ok again. I stopped freaking out over everything and everything seemed a bit more manageable.
So here we are, back at the blog, and I hope to have things back up and consistently running as before! I have neglected you for my blankie and a glass of red and I am sorry.

 

Small disclaimer – we are not out of the danger zone completely yet, not only is work busy but there is some other bits in my life going off at the moment, which I am not going to discuss on this somewhat public forum yet…. but in time my pretties…. in time… but there might be some more stress… but exciting stress. I hope. Ha! 

Summer Update – Busy Bee Buzz Buzz

Hello lovely readers,
I wanted to get a quick post in now as a heads up! 
As you may or may not have noticed I have been aiming to get up at least 2 posts a week, Monday’s #findthehappy and then something a little later in the week, usually a Wednesday. I am so pleased that I have kept frequent blogging up however have found it really tough this week to put up 2 posts. I am super busy with work, and by the time I get home I am exhausted and the last thing I want to do is type any more (or to be honest, I have used up the little brain power I do have to supply anything entertaining or interesting!) For those of you who don’t know I work in an English language school and summer is our busiest time, June, July and August are horrific. We must be the only industry to wish away summer! Anyway, hopefully come the end of August I should have some more time to post and things will be more frequent. 
 
Please keep checking! 
 
Love love love
 
Amy
xxx

Ten things they forgot to tell you about being a grown up.

1. Eating a whole cake to yourself will damned near impossible. But you will do it.
2. Spots will consistently appear on your face and body, not just when you are a teenager.

3. You will never quite be sure if you need to clean your mattress, or how you would go about it if you did. Same with your duvet.
4. Potato smilies will make you just as happy and they did when you were 5.
 5. As will Disney movies.

6. You will feel a genuine sense of achievement when you have cleaned the oven. After 8 months of putting it off.
7. Vegetables will actually be eaten through choice.
8. You will very suddenly realise you are not cool. You will actually start to doubt you ever were.

9. Random hairs will grow from places and you will not be sure how or why.

10. Your pay-check is not actually that much money when you have rent, electricity, water, gas, internet, council tax and gin to buy.

 

What it feels like getting a paycheck as an adult (By Books of Adam for BuzzFeed BFF)
Posted by BuzzFeed BFF on Thursday, 30 April 2015

A Letter to my Teenage Self

Dear Amy,
I am not sure why I am writing this, because I am pretty sure you won’t listen to a word I say because you know best. However you are 13, and you don’t. You are going to get some things wrong. I don’t want to stop you getting all of those things wrong, because getting things wrong is how you learn not to do them again. It’s how you learn how to do things right. It’s little things like that that make me, me now and not you then. I guess I am writing this now, to just remind you of a few things, in an attempt that you don’t fret so much, don’t waste too much time on silly things.
Don’t waste your time on people that make you feel bad about yourself. Those girls that tell you, you are not pretty enough for a boyfriend are not your friends. Those girls who lie to other girls about being in your company are not your friends. Those girls who call you names are not your friends. Don’t waste time trying to get them to like you, do not lower yourself to their level and do the same thing to other girls. Girls can be bitches, don’t be one of those girls.
Remember that no matter who you are at secondary school, they will find something wrong with you. For you it will be the fact you have red hair, that right now, you hate. Your mum keeps telling you that women pay hundreds of pounds to get their hair that way…. she isn’t wrong. Plus, red heads don’t go grey as quickly, just remember that when they are calling you names. You will come to love it, and people will find you attractive because of it. Promise. Remember everyone is being picked on for something, just remember that it doesn’t affect you as a person, the fact they are calling you “ginge” doesn’t mean you are a terrible person, in fact, it makes them the terrible person. They are probably trying to detract from the fact that they unhappy with something about themselves. So shrug it off. It doesn’t mean anything to you.
Don’t do anything you are not comfortable with. If you feel uncomfortable with a situation, leave it. Don’t be forced into a situation just to follow the crowd. You are better than that, following the masses has never really been you, and will never be you. Standing up for yourself and finding your own voice is a much more respectable trait then being another face in the crowd.
Appreciate the fact you can eat whatever you want right now. It won’t always be that way. Eat as many doughnuts as possible.
Keep writing. You will stop and wish you hadn’t. Keep singing. You’re not any good but it makes you happy. Keep dancing like an idiot, anybody trying to look cool dancing looks like a fool, not you having the absolute time of your life…throw those shapes.
Bras from Primark are a waste of time. Save your money.
Wear your retainer. You will be annoyed that you didn’t.
Grow out your fringe. The photos will come back to haunt you when 29 year old you will post them on the Internet for all to see….
Don’t smoke. It is a stupid habit. It will cost you a small fortune, and you will stink. You will regret starting. You will no doubt start anyway, but it sucks, and your parents WILL know… even if they don’t say anything until you are in your twenties.
Your Mum knows more then she lets on.
Boys are not everything. Having a boyfriend does not make you valuable or worthy or any better off then you are now. Appreciate your own company.
Someone will tell you in a few years “Never regret the things you have done, regret the things you didn’t do”. Remember this. You don’t know if you don’t try. Be brave. Do your best.
Remember, you are alright. You are more than alright, you are good. Be you and things will work out okay.
Love
Amy (29 years old)

Blog attempt #2

Howdy!
 
So here is blog attempt #2 (actually #4 or 5 but those are hidden in the depths of the internet and even I wouldn’t be sure where to find them)

Turns out I am not that great at sticking to a routine, or at least creating a new task to add to my existing routine. Last years concept and idea of blogging quickly became a stress and a chore. Which it shouldn’t be. It is supposed to be fun. So I stopped. 

 

I have been thinking more and more about trying again so here we go. I have also decided then rather then setting off with a subject matter in mind, we are just going to go and see where it takes me. Bit like splashing pain all over a canvas with the hope that something comes of it… maybe a poor analogy… a brain storm (are we allowed to use that any more? Last I heard the politically correct term was “board blasting” so as not to offend people with epilepsy…. *eye roll*) about things I like to write about, back to the original idea of journalling I guess. 

I love reading blogs, in particular this one Sprinkle Of GlitterLouise writes with such charm and wit and about a little bit of everything. Also quite addicted to her YouTube channel(s) too…. funny how compelling it can be to watch someone go about their day to day life. Anyway, Louise has recently been listing her “happies”… so I thought I would try this. It is a bit like the concept of the happy jar seen here on pinterestI would like to “find the happy”. 

Anyway, enough of my rambling introduction. Thought I would whiz off a quick “I’m back” message, lets see how long this lasts. Happies to come soon…
TTFN
xx
P.S. 6 months and 6 days until I am 30. Eak.

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