And with 40 it all goes downhill...

I went to the eye doctor today.  First time in like 20 years (give or take).  I read all the lines I think I am a total rockstar.  Then all of the sudden it happens.  I hear the dreaded words "you need a prescription".  I wanted to scream, yell and throw a tantrum.  I'm 40 years old.  I have made it this long and never needed glasses.  Now I do.  I have joined the rest of my family in the glasses department.  I feel old.  This makes me feel older than my actual birthday did.  So I picked out my new glasses, rather my sister did (she's my stylist).  They should be here in about a week.  So I have one week left as a plain old, no glasses wearing girl.