Those of you who are regular readers know that I am actually supposed to wear my glasses all of the time. My eyes, much like my neck, have become a casualty of the march of time. The thing is, glasses sitting on my face drive me nuts. It’s kind of like the need to get the bra off as soon as I walk in the door; it’s just too, I don’t know, irritating. Perhaps that explains my penchant for loose slouchy clothing. In any case, my mid-range vision is fine, my distance vision is iffy, and my up close vision is well, pretty much nonexistent.

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