What a pretty photo! That's the picture from one of the puzzles that I got this past Christmas. Tim found a box of 5 (count 'em, five!) puzzles, each 500 pieces which seems very do-able. Each of the puzzles is of a photograph so the subject matter and the colours are very specific, very crisp and clean. There is no doubt about what the puzzle is a picture of. I only say that because I've seen a few that are kind of cartoonish and honestly even when I finished the puzzle I still wasn't certain what it was supposed to be.
I really like puzzles and, as I've mentioned before, we nearly always have one in process on the table in the family room. They are kind of "community' puzzles meaning that anyone who happens to walk past that feels like it can spend as much, or as little, time as they wish working on it. Sometimes, Tim will walk past and put in one piece then walk on. Occasionally, I will spend a half hour or so while eating my lunch working on it. When my sister visits, while we are chatting, once in awhile, we will do so at the puzzle table, talking and fitting pieces for an hour or so. When Hurley and Jessie were just here visiting, they did two puzzles, completely and rather quickly. It was impressive.
My point here is that after all this time, and this being something that I quite enjoy, I should be better at it by now. I opened this most recent puzzle two days ago. It's a process.
First I have to chose which puzzle I want to work on. Then cut open the bag and spill all the pieces on the tabletop. Next is picking up all the ones that fell on the floor. Followed by sorting, edge pieces all go in one pile and all pieces must be right side up. Then by colour. Well usually I would have sorted by colour. I didn't do it this time because the majority of the pieces are some shade of pink so the pink pile would have been enormous. I did not bother to sort by colour this time. "Okay" I said to myself, "Good Job. Done for the day.?" Seriously, that was it for day one.
The second day, after working on it a few minutes at a time throughout the day I finally managed to get the frame completed. I really did work on it for brief moments for an entire day to finish it and that is frankly ridiculous. This is just not that hard! Maybe my concentration is lacking. Maybe I was distracted too much by all of the other things I was also doing. Maybe senility really is finally setting in. Or maybe it's these wonky eyes that aren't right yet. That sounds good. I'm going to blame my eyes.
Monday I go back for my second eye surgery. We are schedule to show up at 6:45 and if it goes as it did last time, we will be back home before 10 am. And I will be goofy from residual medication and my vision will be blurry. I will nap on and off throughout the day between eye drop applications and utterly useless other than perhaps as a paperweight.
I'm looking forward to seeing what my new eyes will see, once they are both corrected and I have the same vision in each eye instead of this unbalanced wonkyvision that I'm strugglikng with this week. I am also eager for this entire experience to be something I remember instead of something I am going through. All things considered I do not anticipate writing a post on Monday but one never knows with me.
Everyone have a lovely weekend please. I will most likely write again on Tuesday!
Yup, this is me. Some people said, "Sam, you should write a Blog". "Well, there's a thought", I thought to myself. And so here it is.