Picked up Sammy from school today after running a few errands beforehand. When we pulled into the garage she says, "Mom, are you wearing dad's glasses?" I immediately want to say "Of course not!" After all, we don't have the same prescription, his glasses are bigger than mine, his are black and mine are red, and mine are scratched on the ear pieces where Frisco chewed them - I can always feel that annoying rub.
I thought better of making that statement aloud because I'm aware of my steadily declining mental health. I pull off the glasses and, sure enough, they're Matt's.
Seriously?!!! And, I can only imagine the fashion statement I was making as I wore them around town to do my errands.
Sheryl
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