Glasses


Earlier this week I was having trouble reading my work laptop. I adjusted the lighting, changed the font size, it still seemed small and blurry and dark.

That problem lasted from Monday through Tuesday. The work laptop was not a problem on Wednesday, but then, Wednesday I was on vacation.

Thursday morning I was getting ready to have a zoom meeting and noticed I wasn’t wearing my glasses. I finally found them in a room I hadn’t been in since the previous weekend.

It would seem my glasses are so out of sync with my petrifying eyeballs that the glasses don’t correct either my near- or far-sightedness. I just blurringly wander around in my long day’s journey into night, and I only notice the problem when I’m between near and far-sight: on my work laptop. Happily, I can look forward to Gary’s current state – eyeballs that have warped so much that my vision improves for a while.

I could also get new lenses, but then I would have to leave the house and stick my face into that eye-measuring device. That thing has too many nooks and crannies, how could they effectively clean it? I’ll just wander around in a fog, fine with me.


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