Looking for Mr. Good (eyesight) Bar

Today was the day we were going to sleep in. Finally. No appointments in the wee hours, just hang out and relax. Phone rings. Of course. Isn't it always the WAY? On the other end of the phone was the Clinic for Eye-Training. "Can you be here in half an hour, we had a cancellation." Uh sure! It's only 11.72 inner-city miles one way, or 20- ish freeway miles another. Heck yeah we can do this! Jump in the shower! Jump into clothes! Grab some instant oatmeal (may I just say this, the new Quaker Oats in a container are rocking good, a little high in calories but super high in fiber, yum) Jump into the car! We were only about 15 minutes late and then...went to reach for my purse. It isn't there. I have just driven across town with no license. DH nearly has a little panic attack and thinks we should have a kid drive it to me. My brain is working overtime. I think "Ah c'mon, if I get pulled over, I can so talk my way outta this! I'll play the stroke card!" (This is our new joke...'playing the stroke card' to get out of something i.e. "No sorry PTA, I cannot bake 100 muffins for the teacher's thank you breakfast, my husband has had a stroke." SHAMELESS!) Now this is where I digress. Do you know people who long for the "good old days"? You know, the selective memories that people conjure up how awesome it was in years gone by? (obviously forgetting that there was War, Polio,Smallpox, etc) How they miss this or that? (okay, I do miss the 5 cent candy bars, I will grant you that) Well, I just want to go on record that I have a shameless love of TECHNOLOGY. I simply made a phone call to my daughter and she FAXED a copy of said driver's license to the Doctor's office. Love it love it love it.
Now back to the testing. DH spent about 90 minutes being tested and getting eye exercises, At the end, she called me back to learn how to help him in one exercise in particular, then told me to kind of watch it so he doesn't overdo. She said she sensed "He might be the type to go overboard." hahaha, she can read him like a book. DH is never happy to just "do" as that word is not actually in his vocabulary. It is always in the O section as in Over-do. So, add to this to my duties: Policewoman. I am learning new jobs every day.

"assiduus usus uni rei deditus et ingenium et artem saepe vincit" 
(M.Tullius Cicero).

(Constant practice devoted to one subject often outdoes both intelligence and skill)