Never wear the old glasses!

There are very few things that I would advise someone to NEVER do. Yesterday I learned that wearing the old glasses is one to put on that list.

I was in the midst of my normal morning routine when my glasses disappeared. The progressive lenses required for me to drive, read, walk, etc. I looked all over for them. I KNOW that I took them off to finish my make-up and brush my hair out. They were not on the desk where I left them. I looked all over and found nothing. I called my son to come help. He had to find clothes and come over since he has no classes on Friday and had planned to sleep very late. He yelled a bit then came over. He took a cursory glance at a few surfaces and declared he could not find them. Since I could see nothing, I had to take his word for it. I went to work in an old pair.

My head ached all day - the deep kind of headache way behind your eyes. I begged the boys to look for the glasses - even offered a reward. No luck. I came home and tried to read a bit or check the email, but I was unable to read anything or even see my computer's screen in any way that made sense. So I gave it up and went to bed at 7:30.

This morning, my head was still aching. I slept until 10:30 trying to make it all go away, but that didn't work. I tried to get an appointment for a massage, but she is all booked until Tuesday - and if my head still hurts then, I may be jailed. I decided to take another look for the glasses. After all, they did not just disappear into thin air, right? They have to be somewhere in this room.

Not on the desk. Not under the desk. Not on or under the bed. Not on the dresser or hiding in a drawer. No where in the bathroom. Oh well. I'll just grab some shoes and go but some reading glasses at the dollar store to hold me until I get an appointment. Wait - what is that??? Is it???? Yes, it is my glasses!!!!!