I just got contacts three days ago. After wearing glasses for 23 my 29 years, switching to contacts has been interesting. I’m still trying to push up Phantom Glasses that aren’t really there. Whenever I go into a building, I reach up to take off my clip-on sunglasses, only to remind myself I can just remove my sunglasses. Duh. I’ve had a lot of those “Duh” moments this week!
And speaking of sunglasses, I’ve already developed an unhealthy obsession with them. For the first time, I can buy “REAL” sunglasses! I now have black ones and brown ones, and a really happy pair of purple ones. I tried yellow reflective ones, which I gave to my sister because it turns out I didn’t like the shape once they were on. See, I bought them BEFORE I got the contacts, so I had to try them on blind. That’s one thing I’ve always hated about buying new frames–I can’t really see what they look like unless I’m about 2 inches from the mirror. Add the tinted frames to that and it’s harder to see. So buying glasses has always been a shot in the dark.
But the hardest adjustment has been feeling like I’m forgetting something. When I walk out of the bathroom after getting ready in the morning, I stop for a second thinking I forgot my glasses. I can SEE, so you’d think my brain would KNOW I’m not forgetting my eyes. But the glasses have become such an integral part of who I am, it’s hard NOT to have them. This morning when I got to work, I had a millisecond of panic thinking I’d forgotten my glasses. Who knew getting contacts would short-circuit your brain!?
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