I Hope You Didn't Drive Here

 I sat down on the couch after a long, crazy day at work, expecting to relax.  I flipped through the TV channels on the TV guide...and realized I have a problem.  I can no longer read the channels.  At all.  Even squinting until my eyes are almost closed doesn't help.  So I got up from my nice comfy couch and searched around the house for my glasses.

Found 'em. 

I sat back down to find something to watch - and I could read the channels! Woot woot! 

Then I did something bad.  Out of habit, I squinted to see the channels more clearly.  And it worked.  Crap.  This means my glasses are no longer the right prescription and this means I'm getting old.  

I should have guessed my vision was getting worse.  I was at Lowes the other day to get replacement blades for my jigsaw.  Lowes employees are always so helpful!  A little old guy asked if he could help me find something as I wandered around the aisles, so I told him what I was looking for.  He seemed skeptical that I knew what I was talking about, so he points to the display wall of jigsaws 20 feet to my right and says "does it look like those?"  

I squinted so I could see if, indeed, he was pointing at jigsaws.  

"Somebody must have forgotten their glasses today." Thanks, old man. 

We walked closer so I could see if they had my particular saw.  At a distance of 5 feet, I was still squinting, but I really think it was just out of habit.  He noticed.

"I hope you didn't drive here."

When strangers are scared for the safety of my fellow drivers, it's probably time to see the eye doctor.  But my license doesn't expire for another 2 years, so maybe I'll wait it out? 

Maybe not. 

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This is how I roll when I'm working on my building projects.  

Here's a little inspirational something from my friend Billy Currington:

I wasn't born for diggin deep holes
I'm not made for pavin long roads
I aint cut out to climb high line poles
But I'm pretty good at drinkin beer

I'm not the type to work in a bank
I'm no good at slappin on things
Don't have a knack for makin motors crank, no
But I'm pretty good at drinkin beer

So hand me one more
That's what I'm here for
I'm built for having a ball
I love the nightlife
I love my budlight
I like 'em cold and tall 

That Billy, he's so clever.  It doesn't sound like he would be one for building the coolest bookshelves ever though.  I'm good at drinking beer and building bookshelves. 

Take that, Billy C. 

I'm going to wear my glasses and find something to eat for supper.  I might make myself an eye appointment next week.  William might feel safer in the car with me driving if I got new glasses (and actually wore them!)...he might even stop gripping the dashboard until his knuckles turn white.

Plus, it'd probably be a good thing if I could see the writing on those tiny little pills at the bottom of the bottle when I'm working :) KIDDING.