Outrageously Ordinary

I got my first pair of readers today.  As much as I’d love to say they give me the hot librarian look, they just prevent me from looking crazy.

For months, I have been blinking things into focus. Some of you can commiserate – you stare at the text, bringing as much direct light with you as possible,  and then blink hard and often until you can make out enough of it to get by.

People either thought I was flirting or having a stroke. Either way, I looked crazy.

Now I look normal but feel old.  Who hit the fast forward button on my life’s cassette tape?