Because I was in a state of mourning today (and last night, and likely the rest of the
My current specs are from 2002 (the last pair my mother was willing to buy me when I was in high school, which is understandable) and they are more than a little beat up. The last couple of months I haven't been able to wear them at all because my eyes are so messed up. I thought I had an eye infection of sorts, but turns out my blind eyes are just blinder (or to be fair, my blind eye...ol' lefty... is even blinder). You know those people that brag about being legally blind? Well that's what my vision was BEFORE this eye change. I'm so awesome.
Anywhosits, armed with 17 different forms of payment and coupon options I hit the store today. Naturally this was after spending the entire morning scouring their online eyeglass selection and sending the links of the ones I liked to Kimi for her review. Speaking of, have you met Kimi? Because if you haven't, she's my twin. I'd planned to get glasses similar to hers because she looks gorg in them, and obviously then I would too. All plans were set in to motion until I arrived in the store and was met head on by their new Kate Spade section.
My bank account started to cry.
Trying on glasses is my favorite thing. They're so fun. And cute! And now that I'm beyond the anxiety ridden four eyes complex of my youth I actually like them. Before I knew it I had 12 different glasses that I liked and had to begin the narrowing process. For a few seconds, I considered taking part in their buy one get one promo... in ADDITION to my groupon'd pair. And then I quickly remembered that I'm not made of money.
When I asked for a quote on my lenses I almost died of a heart attack. Remember me mentioning that I'm blind? Well I have to get reduced lenses so they fit in frames, which isn't cheap. Like... at all. But then I reminded myself
And it was all good. One hour later and my new glasses were ready to go. Pretty happy I decided against a Kate Spade birthday bag. I much prefer the four eyes instead.
And in running news, I knocked out week 1 of marathon training. Only 17 more to go. I had the worst long run of my life on Saturday. Apparently eating a mountain worth of goat cheese the night before *cough when you're lactose intolerant cough* is a bad idea, who knew? It wasn't pretty to say the least.