I can see clearly now............
OK -- After months of taking off my glasses to read, to sew, to knit, to look at dollar bills at work........ I finally broke down and went to the eye doctor. I couldn't get the book closer than my nose!!!
Such a struggle! First of all, the vision insurance that we have is a joke. It is fine if you can quickly run into a one-hour vision clinic and get a pair of glasses. Unfortunately, I can't.....
So .... it takes an hour exam. Better or worse? First one or second one? This one or that one? At this point, the astigmatism in my eyes is bouncing around everywhere! I am so confused! I just don't know!!!!
Ahh!! I can read the bottom line. A E J V B 7 Z Victory at last!!
Except ........ now it is time to pick out glasses. Which wouldn't be so bad but I have to take off my glasses to try the new ones one........... and I can't see. How close can I hold the mirror???
Fortunately, this time, a very nice gal helped. "No, not those". "Those are pretty good" "That's it!" So I trusted her and ordered the glasses.
Then we get into the issue of my current glasses. They are scratched. Extremely scratched. And they had the "scratch-resistant" coating on them. Now, I appear to be a very sedate little old lady. Why would my glasses be so scratched? And I try to explain to her what I do.
Well, I wrangle chickens so little kids can hold them ........daily. Several times a day. And many different chickens (cuz you know, that wasn't the right hen!) And I can't count the number of times my glasses have gone flying! Then there is mowing and hitting branches as I go under trees. And then there is the sweat in my eyes from weeding .......... and I grab the tail of my t-shirt and wipe the dirt and grime off the lens. And that doesn't count -- my natural ability to be clumsy!!!
She looks at me and says ...........oh.
So we write the paperwork up and order the glasses.
Until I fainted with the price. Whoa! See or eat? See or eat?? First one or second one? Well, I need to lose my winter hibernation weight anyway. Carrots are cheap. Honey won't mind oatmeal every night for supper.
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...just need to scrounge up the cash :p those babies ain't cheap.
So I try to alternate my contacts, with my wretched glasses until I get there.
btw, yours? VERY cute!
i think not.....
They say you can grow up or grow old .............I've done neither!!!
We'll do pic later, Michelle!