I realize I have to wear glasses. I didn't complain (too much) when I had to start wearing bifocals. I can't see far away, I can't see up close and now, I can't see 16 inches from my face. Guess who went to the eye doctor today and guess who, as of the day her glasses come in, will be wearing trifocals. This girl. I will not wear progressives. I feel like I would be walking on a boat deck. I am not vain by any means. Give me my lines in my lenses and I'm a happy girl. Luckily the doctor gave me a prescription for bifocals too so I could get sunglasses.
The only way I will be able to see myself growing old with my beloved Mister is with my glasses on.
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