I tempted the Fates. Decided to not visit Aunt June on her hair appointment days (Monday and Thursday). When I was at the dairy in November a cow had got me in the head - wracking my glasses and giving me a black eye. I fixed the glasses well enough to stay on my head waiting after the latest milking stint to get them realigned at the optometrist. I planned out this week: Monday I got my glasses readjusted, Tuesday turned out be really cold (-15 here) so Wednesday I would visit Aunt June. The Fates laughed at my plans. This afternoon the dairy called asking if I could come in on Wednesday morning. Means Aunt June won't get a visit until Friday and the cows get another shot at knocking off my newly aligned glasses.