It was a while back that I mentioned that I probably had more pairs of glasses than I needed.

As it turned out, not so.

There were the four older pairs, plus the current prescription. Then I bought one more pair to make sure that I could always find a pair. This morning I was reduced to pulling out a really old, old pair.

How do I know that they are old, considering that they all come from the military/VA glasses source? This pair, which looks identical to a new pair, has a slight difference. It is old enough that it is a bifocal. Now, I have had progressive lenses for at least 10 years and probably longer. This might just give you an idea of how long I hang on to glasses.

Admittedly, I can pretty much stumble around the house without glasses. After all, there are walls and railings to keep me pointed in approximately the right direction. But walking to the mailbox or driving a car – not in this lifetime. Or, there will not be any future in my life. 

I think, as it has been suggested by at least a couple of people, that I need to invest in what I grew up calling a “librarian’s chain.”  You know what I mean. That chain, usually full of fake rhinestones that had an elastic loop on each end. Take that end, place it over the ear piece of your pair of glasses and tighten. You now can just drop your glasses off your face and be assured that an hour later they will still be hanging around your neck. I have to get overt the idea of age and/or dorkiness.

After all, being able to find my glasses, especially when I am the only one home ranks high on the critical list. Right up there with my husband being able to locate his wallet and phone. The phone? Not so hard, just call it from the land line. The wallet? It is a lovely, very dark brown.