Glasses gone

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.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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2 Responses to Glasses gone

  1. Ron says:

    It would be easy with current RFID technology to produce a system to tag all our import stuff and quickly find it with a simple reader. It could also scan a suitcase to make sure it contains everything on our “take-with” list. Or quickly scan a hotel room/cruise cabin to make sure we haven’t left anything important behind.
    Hey Silicon Valley, are you listening?

    • Holly says:

      you can actually buy such tags now in packs of three. Several luggage companies offer them. I am just glad I can ping my phone from my watch.

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