Monday, September 29, 2014
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.