We’re all familiar with the saying ‘Be careful what you wish for’, but apparently I also have to mind what I say. Just the other day I mentioned that my eyes are burning after spending a period of time on the computer. Was it perhaps time for an eye exam and new glasses?
No less than 24 hours later disaster struck … I lost my glasses. I could have kicked myself. The glasses were just 2,5 years old, had cost me over $500 and now they were gone.
My own fault really. For years, I used to take my belongings with me in a handbag or a shoulder bag. Recently, when I looked around I saw that more and more people favored a backpack, so I decided to give this a try. I was sold on it from day one. Not only was a backpack more comfortable to carry, there was plenty of room with several pouches for specific items such as comb and lipstick, cell phone, bank cards, and eye glasses.
Unfortunately, it was the eye glasses pouch that tricked me. In a way, I blame it on John Grisham. I was reading his latest book ‘Camino Island’ and I was so engrossed in the story that I didn’t notice that the train had arrived at St. George’s station. I hastily packed away the book, took off my glasses, put them in their case and slipped them in the eye glasses holder of the backpack. Or so I thought.
I must have missed the pouch because when I checked, I noticed that the glasses were not in the appropriate slot. I quickly went back to the station’s platform to see if I perhaps dropped them, but there was nothing there.
Since I’m as blind as a bat without glasses, I would have to organize new ones. Mentally I kicked myself over and over again. Not only do I not have medical insurance, I’m on a limited budget and new glasses were likely to cost me an arm and a leg.
Fortunately, I found an optometrist who could see me the next day and an optician with reasonable prices. Still, I have to wait for my new glasses for about a week and in the meantime, I have to make do with my old glasses. They’re about 5 years old, they don’t really suit my eyes, but they’re better than nothing.
Moral of the story … if I had taken a handbag instead of a backpack and read some boring book instead of John Grisham’s ‘Camino Island’ none of this would have happened.