I just came from my eye doctor, and I am now wearing a pair of bifocal contacts. This sucks. I never thought it would come to this, actually, but I’ve noticed that the font on my Macbook seems to be getting smaller and smaller. I increased the font size, much to the relief of my overburdened eyes, but knew deep down that maybe I needed a new prescription also. My penchant for wearing each 2-week contact lens until it actually begins to fall apart before replacing it may be backfiring on me slightly.
When I was there I thought I would try on some frames as well. Why not? I have been not wearing the same glasses for six years now, why not upgrade to a new stylish pair and then not-wear those as well? I reasoned: having lesbian-chic new glasses might encourage me to actually wear them from time to time, probably to the chagrin of all the children who prefer me not to change my appearance in any way. Ever. I asked Serena to visualize me in a skirt with some awesome boots once recently and she told me that I could only wear jeans. Since that’s all I have worn for like 8 years. Whatever.
So I tried on all 632 pairs of frames in the store at least twice and narrowed things down to three pairs by a Danish company. All three were complete deviations from anything I’ve ever worn. I conducted an informal poll of the four fifty-something women who worked in the office and they all agreed on one pair, something I am told almost never happens, so I took that as an omen (they were actually my favorite too) and ordered them. I may regret the color choice (red! and blue! together! surprisingly attractive!) later however.
Don’t bother going to the Parentricity site yet. I’ll let you know when it’s operational.
There are 1000 hours left until Christmas, by the way. Spend them wisely.
Oh. And I had to tell my eye doctor that I cheated on him when I lived in Colorado and saw another eye doctor, but he seemed understanding of my dalliance and even appreciative that I was taking care of my eyes. And then when I left he told me he was reaaallly glad I was back. Um. Ew.
November 13th, 2007 at 4:27 pm
The glasses are very cute, I like them! I wear my contacts to death, too, but my husband is the worst – he puts them in and doesn’t remove them AT ALL for like 6 months. He says that when he goes to the eye doctor, the doctor has to call in everybody else to check out his eyes because his contacts have practically grown into them by that point. Ewwww.
And I did not need to know about the 1000 hours. That sounds very small and I am freaking out a whole bunch right now.