I Hate You, Glasses

I scratched my eyeball taking out my contacts the other night which, aside from kind of hurting,  is forcing me to wear glasses until it heals.   Why do I hate wearing glasses?  Let me count the ways...

-I feel like I've just gotten out of bed.  All day long.  Writers might be able to work in pajamas, but the whole not-being-dressed thing really throws off my mojo.

-The things that go behind your ears pressing on my head gives me a headache.  Does anyone else have this problem?  Or is my head is just extra big?

-I don't like how they look.  I think they look nice on other people, just not on me.   And really, my frames aren't even bad, especially compared to...

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The Glasses of Years Past

My first pair, sixth grade.  This is a great look in general, but the glasses really take it to the next level.  I thought they were cool because they were "designer".  No one told me Yves St Laurent  is a designer for ladies over seventy

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 Another fine, fine look.  In fairness, I think I actually had just gotten up here.  I definitely look like I could use a vat of coffee and I didn't even drink it back then.  This is maybe tenth grade?  Looks like I still had a thing for REALLY BIG FRAMES.

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These are the ones I wore in college.  Turns out I don't have any pictures of me actually wearing them in college.  Guess I was savvy enough to destroy photo evidence by then.  

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Six more days, glasses...then you're going back in the nightstand where you belong.