Sunday morning I woke up. I put on my glasses. I realized that the left lens was missing. It had been lose and popping out all the time, but I just pop it back in. This time I just wasn't sure when it had fallen out. When I fell asleep I think I was still wearing my glasses. I took them off and put them to the side sometime in the middle of the night. Long story short I couldn't find the lens. Its probably still in a blanket or sheet or something. Brandy is still looking.
But I left for Seattle without my glasses. I am wearing my contacts. I will have to wear my contacts indefinately until Brandy finds the lens and mails me my glasses. I have never worn them for more than a day or two at a time. It still takes me over half an hour to put them in. They still feel like I am constantly sticking my finger in my eye. I am not really super fond of contacts.
But I guess this will make me actually get used to them. Maybe by the time I have my glasses back I will not actually want them back. We shall see. I don't think so though. I am craving them at this very moment.