Everyone comes up to me saying 'Cooee Julie! Hello!' as if I know them. Of course I don't bloody know them. Am I flummoxed by it? Sometimes. I think 'Ooh love go easy.' For a time I did feel this pressure that I had to be funny but it passes.
My poor vision gives me a soft-focus morning. For the first half hour I kind of wander through my house and everything is a blur. I put my contacts in when I'm ready to deal with the world.