Thursday, February 5, 2015

Just call me Mr. Magoo

Does anyone remember the cartoon character Mr. Magoo?  The bald, blind man who would run over everyone driving because he couldn't see?  

Today I feel like him.  You see, I forgot to make an appointment with the ophtalmologist for my annual exam.  My contacts, which I'm only suppose to wear for 30 days before throwing them away, are now 30 days passed their expiration date; and the earliest appointment I could get is still 4 weeks away.

So at the risk of causing my eyes permanent damage, and rendering myself completely blind, I decided to wear my glasses.  
You see, I have a love/hate relationship with them.  I love the fact they allow me to see, but I don't really like to wear them.  I guess it all goes back to being in high school and being called "nerd" because not only did I need glasses, I was sort of a nerd.

I see other women who look great wearing their glasses and think "I wish I could look like that with mine".  I just can't pull off the look.  I guess I've gotten so used to the reflection on the mirror that I don't recognize myself with glasses.

I put my contacts away last night (just in case); and wore my glasses to work today.  Talk about trying to adjust!  Everything looks weird, I spent half the morning feeling like I had too many tequila shots before work; and finally at lunch; I closed my door, took them off and allowed my eyes to rest for a bit.  

Will I make it until my appointment? I really don't know.  I'll give it a few more days and then we'll see what happens.  In the meantime, just call me Mrs Magoo.