Turning from a non-glasses wearing person into a glasses wearing person may be the most dramatic adjustment I’ve had to make to middle age so far. I can’t find them when I need them. I leave them behind. I break them. I can’t believe I need them! But I do. Which is why this was especially alarming:
Where are my glasses?
Oh, just open the oven
and then you will see.
Oh, no! Really? I hope you have a spare pair! Try a chain around your neck?
I have several spare pair. But seriously, what kind of person loses their glasses In the Oven????
I’m struggling hard not to laugh out loud!!
For once, I think it is better to have been nearly blind since 1st grade!!
Ha ha ha — don’t worry, I laughed out loud At Myself!
Oh, I SECOND what Mary Lee said. You poor thing. I got over all of that “forgetting where I put them” for once and for all by about the fifth grade… it’s hard to get into the groove, but you’ll find it.
Although, the OVEN!? I’m still smiling about this.
Oh my! Once I relate this to my husband, he’ll never be able to tease me again about all the insane places my glasses end up.
I too am with Mary Lee. Even though I’ve been wearing them since elementary school, I still lose them, but I know you’ll do just fine!