Four Eyes

Well, it's official. I have astigmatism and require glasses for 'close work'. I am actually kind of happy, as now I know the reason for all the headaches and the strain of reading. I don't mind the idea of having glasses. Apparently they make you smarter, and also somewhat more refined. See there's proof--I just used the word 'somewhat', which I probably wouldn't have, pre- eyecheck. It's working already.

I kind of enjoyed the eye test. I liked the big old fashioned contraption, and that they took notes, as if I was some interesting experiment. I was a bit disappointed when they said my condition was 'very common'. I was wanting 'Wow, I've never seen this in my forty three years of optometrist-ing. Only one in seven billion people have what you have. Would you mind terribly if I wrote a journal article case study about you?'

Sigh. You're never as special as you want to be.

I chose some frames on the spot and they'll be good to go in about a week. I'm amped. Bad eyesight is the new black, baby.