One of my childhood dreams came true recently. You are probably going to laugh, but I got glasses. Yay! Reading glasses only, but still…I am finally like everyone else in my family: Sight Challenged.
Kind of a weird thing to celebrate, right? I know, but I have wanted glasses for as long as I can remember. My mom and dad both wore/wear glasses. My sister rocks some glasses. When I was a kid I thought glasses made people look smart, funky, cool. I was always jealous that my family could accessorize in ways that I couldn’t. Some of my earliest memories involve me trying on my parents glasses and looking in the mirror. I wanted to be librarian cool. I wanted to have that moment where I took off my glasses, let my hair down, and transformed into a super model. What? Don’t judge…I was just a kid when I had these fantasies. I didn’t know you had to look like a super model before you even put the glasses on. I was clearly heavily influenced by television.
The best part is now I can stop asking people if my photos and blog posts (and everything else I have to read) looks blurry to them. Seriously, I was never sure if it was just me. Apparently, I have also been suffering from eye fatigue for a while now due to excessive computer screen use (can I get a What-What if you have the same problem?). I’ve had twitching eyes off and on for over a year now, but I just blamed that on the stress that comes from being a mom with too many dogs, cats, and chickens to take care of. On top of all of that twitching, reading makes your eyes dry out. I didn’t know that, but my opthamologist told me that when you read you blink less which causes dry-eyes. Dry eyes equal bloodshot eyes. That’s why you may have mistaken me for an actress auditioning for the part of “extra with a hangover” in the latest buddy comedy movie, or as a mom with “I’ve completely given up” stamped on her forehead, although that may have been due to my all-day-long pajama wearing too. So, in short, I have been a bit of an eye-mess lately. Now I have fancy glasses, eye drops, and a childhood dream come true to brag about. Totally worth the eye twitching, blood-shot eyes, and bad migraine-esque headaches I have been experiencing for the past year and probably even longer.
Well, those days are over now! I am no longer a head-achey, blotchy eyed mess who has to ask people if the world is blurry to them too. Now I am a middle-aged woman with a childhood dream come true rocking purple framed, sparkle glasses made by Harley Davidson. Who knew motorcycle makers could make geeks cool? Who knew my entire world view and self-concept could alter so drastically in a 45 minute eye doctor visit?
Just start calling me four-eyes now. I will beam with delight. Seriously. It’s like I just became one of the cool people after years of desperately trying to fit in.
Life is good. Have you had any unusual childhood dreams come true lately?