Bi-what?

I went to the eye doctor on Thursday with the express purpose of getting new glasses. Really for no other reason than I am an accessory whore, and insurance covers them, so I figured I may as well.

After a rather long an laborious exam, and then another exam of my existing glasses, the doctor let me know that my distance prescription is now a little too strong for me, and that I need closeup glasses too.

WTF?!

Apparently in the last couple years, my distance vision has actually improved, and now my closeup vision is going down the tubes. Now, I've never had a terribly strong prescription - a little astigmatism in one eye, and a little fuzzines in the other. But for her to tell me that I now need reading glasses, and that I really don't the distance glasses except at night....well, folks, it just felt like the beginning of the end for me.

Apparently 30 is the age at which life begins to send you small reminders that you're not going to live forever, and that you should probably start taking care of your body.

Granted, it's not that bad right now, but essentially that doctor just painted a picture of future bifocals action for me. Lovely!

I still satisfied my accessory feening, and found a cute pair of reading glasses. I'll put up pictures when I get 'em.