It's true. In a month's time, I will be able to fling my glasses into the drawer because I'ma not gonna need 'em no mo'. I suppose this is equivalent to a dude buying his wife some new boobs. The bonus treat here is that I will finally be able to resume my sunglasses fetish.
I bought some here and there over the years, with the promise that I would wear my contacts. I rarely did. Don't get me the wrong, I have no problem putting them in my eyes. I find they get uncomfortable as the day progresses and I become an irritable bitch, regardless of however many gallons of drops I administer.
Indulge me again, won't you?
- No more glasses.
- Sunglasses galore.
- No more "schmutz" on my lenses after giving Poodle a kiss.
- No lens glare blocking my baby blues.
- No more contacts and losing them inside my eye!