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capri0mniI broke my glasses last night/this morning.
I was pulling a towel out of the dryer (points to "I know where my towel is, but..." icon) when I rubbed an itch in my eye, and knocked my glasses off my face-- and I know they fell off to the right-hand side. It being dimly lit, I carefully backed up, slowly, veering to the left to avoid running over them, turned on a brighter light, and scanned the floor for them.
They were no where to be found. I felt around in my chair. No glasses.
I backed up even further... they had bounced, behind the chair and to the left, and the right lens had popped out of the frame.
I picked up the pieces, and tried to pop the lens back into the frame (which I've done before, with success and ease), only to discover that I had, in my careful attempt to avoid running them over, run them over, and bent the frame. And now, the lens no longer fits.
(This, young literature students, is where "irony" is the correct term).
So I am typing this without glasses.
And of course, this happens when I have no time, and little money, to schedule an eye appointment to get new glasses (also, I haven't seen an eye doctor in years [yeah, okay, this is where the "no luck" argument has merit]*). So I'm hoping Audrey will be able to get some prescription-free reading glasses when she goes shopping, today, to tide me over.
*But -- really!? They're going to fall to the RIGHT, but bounce and end up four feet behind their initial landing spot, and end up exactly where my left rear wheel is going to roll over them? Whut?
[Eta: Audrey managed to get the lens back in place \o/. She may have an advantage over me, as she's left-handed]
I was pulling a towel out of the dryer (points to "I know where my towel is, but..." icon) when I rubbed an itch in my eye, and knocked my glasses off my face-- and I know they fell off to the right-hand side. It being dimly lit, I carefully backed up, slowly, veering to the left to avoid running over them, turned on a brighter light, and scanned the floor for them.
They were no where to be found. I felt around in my chair. No glasses.
I backed up even further... they had bounced, behind the chair and to the left, and the right lens had popped out of the frame.
I picked up the pieces, and tried to pop the lens back into the frame (which I've done before, with success and ease), only to discover that I had, in my careful attempt to avoid running them over, run them over, and bent the frame. And now, the lens no longer fits.
(This, young literature students, is where "irony" is the correct term).
So I am typing this without glasses.
And of course, this happens when I have no time, and little money, to schedule an eye appointment to get new glasses (also, I haven't seen an eye doctor in years [yeah, okay, this is where the "no luck" argument has merit]*). So I'm hoping Audrey will be able to get some prescription-free reading glasses when she goes shopping, today, to tide me over.
*But -- really!? They're going to fall to the RIGHT, but bounce and end up four feet behind their initial landing spot, and end up exactly where my left rear wheel is going to roll over them? Whut?
[Eta: Audrey managed to get the lens back in place \o/. She may have an advantage over me, as she's left-handed]
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Date: 2013-08-27 07:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-08-27 06:20 pm (UTC)(I may go ahead and buy a pair of Rx-free glasses, anyway, just as a back-up/spare. It may be magical thinking, but it can't do any harm).
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Date: 2013-08-28 01:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-08-28 01:46 am (UTC)The magical thinking comes in with the notion that if I get a spare pair, my primary pair will be jealous enough to make sure to stay out of trouble, so I won't like the interlopers better...
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Date: 2013-08-28 03:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-08-28 05:06 am (UTC)...Like the time they teleported through the surface of my bedside table to land on the floor directly under where I'd placed them. >_>