This happened again today. I’ve been taking Benadryl and Mucinex for 3 days so have been a little fuzzy headed. I just walked into my office for the first time today and my eye glasses are hanging across the monitor. That’s no big deal but it means I drove to Melbourne and delivered mags without my glasses on this morning… sheesh the stuff we make ourselves believe. I wrote at I get a great lesson in the power of my beliefs about eyeglasses: I had a great lesson in the power of my beliefs this morning.
As usual on final layout week, I spend extra hours at the computer, creating and revising ads, opening mail, logging in payments, seeing who’s paid and who needs to pay, playing phone tag with a dozen new advertisers getting last minute details, making last minute adjustments to design and layout. So I work well into the night and get up early to begin again. And this morning was no different. I woke up groggy, wishing I could have just a little more sleep, but excited about doing the final touches on the magazine. I note the time on the wall clock – 6:20 am – and sleepily make it into the office. I go over my To Do List and begin making my way down the list. I check email and get a final ad. I respond to a few emails. I place the ad and am about to begin my Table of Contents when I notice my eyeglass case next to the keyboard in front of me. My eyeglass case. Empty, of course. Not because I have them on, but because they’re in the living room next to the couch where I slept last night. Hmmm, how can that be? Continue reading