Over the Christmas break I had a few moments of organisation. This included getting my eyes tested. It turns out that old age has set in and my eyes had got quite a lot worse. Of course, as soon as I knew this, I got headaches the minute I sat in front on the laptop (although maybe that is just an allergy to work…) and was desperate for my new glasses.
‘I’ll keep the old ones as spares’ I said when I picked them up today.
‘Actually, it’s not worth it – your new ones are so much stronger that once you get used to them, the old ones will be pretty useless’ I was told.
I didn’t really believe them, but when I put them on, two things happened. Firstly, my head tipped forward a little owing, I assume, to the extra weight involved in glasses that make you look much like the Milky Bar Kid (they are quite a bit thicker than the old pair).
But then, the second thing happened. I could see! It’s fantabulous! So I am embracing my Milky Bar self. In fact, I have one in the cupboard, so that’s me sorted while I do a spot of making-ness this evening. AND I’ll be able to see what I’m doing! :o)