Places I Stash my Glasses

My ophthalmologist thinks I’m a miracle. My eyesight is that good. It’s only lately I’ve had to up the number of magnification on my reading glasses which I get from the Dollar Store. She said at night my eyes, like all the rest of my muscles, gets tired and needs a little extra help. I’m up to a 2.5 for daily tasks and a 3.0 at night. But the number of times I need the glasses during the day varies to the point that I stash a pair of glasses in key places so that if I need to see tiny print or focus on something small, I can just reach for a pair.

*My Desk

Yes, I know, I can always increase the text size—and I often do—but I also like a pair there on top of my scribble pad in order to see my own writing or in case I don’t feel like bothering with text adjustment. The glasses serve as a pause in the strain, not otherwise eyestrain, in my creative process. Especially when I need to feel closer to my work.

*The Kitchen Counter

I keep the junky-est pair here. One arm is broken off, I have to hold them on while I read a recipe, a recipe that I’ll still manage to leave out an important ingredient.

*By My Chair

Again, a 2.5 for cross-stitch, and reading. I sit under a lamp, good for SAD, that used to be my father’s. It’s one of the few pieces I got when my parents passed. Coincidentally, the rocking chair I sit in under the light to read and to do hand-work is also from their house. Both, Mom and Dad wore glasses.

*Up in the Sleeping Loft

I actually bought this pair at Target, so a little more expensive. I got them after misquoting a price to a customer on the phone. I felt so bad, I stopped at the store on the way home and bought them. The glasses were a bit too strong at the time, so I shelved them until recently. I cannot wear glasses full-time or I’ll get nauseated, discombobulated when walking around.

*In the Pocket of My Work Apron—do not trust myself to read the fine-print coding

See above Thus, I either have to have the glasses handy or else on top of my head, where I often reach up, thinking they’re there and immediately worry I’ve lost them until I check the pocket of my apron. When hired at Playmakers I asked if I could wear a small bar apron to carry my glasses and a few other “tools” my co-workers are surprised when I hand them a pen in a pinch or produce a Sharpie when needed or hand them a shoe horn at just the right moment. One time I packed away my glasses in a shoebox that got restocked.

Where do you stash your glasses? 

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