Old age comes to us all (if we’re lucky) and, as of today, I display another outward sign of the encroachment of the years on my life. Yes, at age 40, I finally wear glasses.
Not all the time, mind you. They’re just for reading and whenever I feel particularly tired. I’ll primarily use them for computer work and reading the newspaper.
A while ago, I had some code that wouldn’t run. I was getting a syntax error, but couldn’t find the problem, even after spending several minutes staring at the line of problematic code. Eventually, I noticed that I had a full-stop where I should have had a comma. That was my first hint that there was a problem.
While Sarah and Eloïse were in the USA, I caught myself squinting and tensing a lot of facial muscles to read the newspaper over lunch. The problem even seemed to get worse over the three weeks they were away, so I had my eyes tested as soon as they returned.
Sure enough, they needed correction, so I picked out some frames and the first pair was ready to pick up today.
After four decades, I’m finally sporting the distinguished, erudite look that has eluded me all my life.
So how come you haven’t yet posted a photo so we can evaluate the new look??