Well … the slow decline into middle-age has started. My eyes are going!
I keep finding myself holding menus farther and farther way and small print has become really really small!! Eeek. 🙁
I guess I gotta get my 42 year old eyeballs to an optometrist… the only thing that’s keeping me from being depressed about my ocular decline is all the rhinestone vintage frames I get to shop for now. 😉