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You’ve read my woes with my contacts on here, right? Yes, if you’ve read for any amount of time, I’ve mentioned how I leave my contacts in way too long and then it gets out of hand. I went to the eye doctor about two months ago and whilst I have been taking the contacts out a little more than I was, I haven’t been as much as I should. Part of that problem is that my glasses are about four prescriptions behind. I can barely see any better with them than without. Anywhat! The doc gave me my new ‘script and I ordered new glasses on the spot.

So, about a week after that, the glasses tech called and said my glasses were ready. Okay, cool. Well, the eye doctor isn’t convenient to where I ever am so I told them I’d be out there in a few days to get them. Again, inconvenience is a factor and this morning, I finally went and picked up the darned things.

I had forgotten what they looked like. They’re bigger than my last pair but that’s kind of trending now. They’re not massive, but I like them, I think. I had to take the picture just to see what I look like in them because I have my contacts in and the two of them together leave me extremely blind. I don’t see multiples, I see fuzzy images of nothingness.

I hate wearing glasses. Contacts that I leave in (and am allowed to for short periods of time) are convenient and I don’t have to constantly wipe them off (I have very oily skin), don’t sweat on them, don’t have to take them off and put them on constantly. The old ones, which I took on my honeymoon, had transition lenses and when we were in Europe, I had to take the glasses off, hide them under my shirt and be blind for a few minutes while they lightened.I just didn’t like them. I don’t really like contacts, either, but I have to see and they’re much more convenient.

But, now I have these and they will allow me to be more comfortable and see when I take out the contacts, which, honestly, probably still won’t be as often as it should. But, this is a start, right? I’ll have to make up another excuse that corresponds with my plight beyond wrong glasses. I included a picture from our honeymoon (we were in a pub in Bruges) with the old glasses and the new ones.

Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
Spy on!

“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.” – Marcel Proust