Why do I take on more than I have time or energy to do? I know I am not thirty years old anymore and my body cannot keep up with my mind that hatches all these wonderful ideas.
I finally got the taxes done so that is off my worry list, but this weekend I will be speaking at a writers conference. That is not the problem. The problem is that I will be staying at a motel overnight on Friday and, unless they are very accommodating of my chemical sensitivities, I could wake up sick on Saturday morning. Then, my day will be most difficult.
Today I had my yearly eye exam and found all my tests are A-OK. Having diabetes, one is always a little nervous about the vision exams. They take photos of my eyes, and test for glaucoma, and probably other things I don't know about. My doctor is such a nice man. His wife works with him and she helped me choose new frames for my new prescription. I think I will be happy with them. I haven't been happy with what I've worn for a couple of years now. These will only have a lens for reading and a lens for working at the computer.
I can remember the day when I was first fitted for glasses. I was in fifth grade at McIntosh School. The doctor said I didn't have to wear them all the time and shouldn't. But, it was so great to be able to see well that I didn't want to take them off, and I didn't except when I went to bed.
It was only after I reached the stage where boys became important to me that I wished I didn't need glasses. I often went on "blind" dates, dates that I didn't wear my glasses and pretended I could see well. I hated wearing glasses when I was a teen. It seems today they are more fashionable and even celebrities wear them publicly. I tried to wear contact lenses - twice - but could not stand them in my eyes.
Now when I get into my car to drive, I leave my glasses at home. When I take my test this year for my drivers license, I will be able to pass the requirements without my glasses. How strange life is. I don't care a hoot about how I look in glasses now, at this age. Everybody I know wears glasses. I even like myself better in glasses than without them.
If only the girl I was at sixteen had been able to drive without glasses. That girl would have thought she was pretty if only she had not worn glasses. When I look back at her pictures, I can see she was pretty. I just wish she had known it.