Aggravation station.

What's another point of aggravation to add to all the others. Sigh. I'd had high hopes for our vision loss meeting, especially as we were presenting a WWII vet. So, how'd that work out? Not so well. The only wired mic is at the lectern and, at his age, it would have been unrealistic for him to stand to talk. Well, YOU do the math. So he sat at the head table and used a cordless mic that was basically next to useless. It didn't help that he spoke quickly and with a bit of a British accent. What did I hear among the quick soft patter? Well, I heard Dieppe, how good Canada was at training troops throughout the Commonwealth, losing 150 young men in one day, then there was Burma. Too bad we couldn't have received something written after the fact so we could see what we'd missed. Sigh.

At least we had Halloween goodies after our snack time. And we found out how they're going to administer our transit passes that'll be good for three whole years. When I got back home, I e-mailed my co-leader of the really small group to give her an update.

Still didn't feel like cooking the lamb. I guess it'll be tomorrow and I've already modified the recipe, moving it from Norwegian to ... Italian? I also didn't order my meals, as I was busy past 5 trying to copy type the new meals sheet onto my spreadsheet. I'm intrigued by ... "coconut chicken". Yum!

The only satisfying thing was watching my three mainstay shows in the evening: the two of N.C.I.S. and Bull. But, now, I'm getting frustrated again. My desktop display looks very wonky ... and just HOW did Edge close ALL of my tabs when I was watching TV? Now they're enormous preview panes stuck at the top of the screen. Sigh-sigh-sigh.