I may have seemed down on my editing work last week, but I really do enjoy it. It involves a lot of screen time, though (and not the kind we wish bigoted pundits had less of). It’s, like, exclusively computer work. And if I’m even remotely tired or otherwise rundown, and end up hunched over, squinting at the screen.
I always wear my glasses[1. Unless I’m running. I do that blurry.]. Always. I hate contacts and though my eyesight’s not abysmal, I hate even slightly blurry vision. Also, I love my glasses, and I love wearing glasses, period[2. I was intensely in awe of my childhood babysitter Marla, who wore glasses. I used to put cheap sunglasses on the dresser next to my bed just so I could reach for them first thing when I woke up in the morning. The Dar Williams song “Babysitter” always chokes me up. I’ll never forget going to see Marla in her high school’s Sing (only New York City people know what that is, eh? I wonder if high schools still do Sing…). Anyways. I was not at all disappointed when, at age eleven, I needed my first prescription].
So lucky me that I have in my possession a pair of reading glasses. I don’t generally need them â€“ my usual prescription is both for distance and for reading. But sometimes â€“ and more and more in these days of intense editing â€“ I need to bring in the big guns. I do this so infrequently that whenever I feel like wearing my reading glasses I have to search high and low for them. But I always find them, and then putting them on is like donning a shiny thinking cap, but on my face.
Last week I started wearing them. They’re magic. I write faster when I wear them. I sit straighter. Most importantly, I’m less distracted when I wear them. I don’t know why. Must be all the magic.
Being more efficient in my work makes me feel capable. Stronger. Confident.
It’s an added bonus that getting lots of work done frees up time to take care of myself creatively.
Such a simple thing. Is there something so simple that you do when you’re dragging?