I have two sets of glasses.

One set I wear to work.

The other set I wear to bed.


Because I watch TV in bed.

TV takes my mind off my day to day activities. Without it, I’d stay awake thinking about what happened that day and what is on the agenda for the next day. I’d think about things I should have said and things I shouldn’t have said.(I’m careful to make sure what I fall asleep to is wholesome–I don’t want to be subliminally influenced by what’s on. Usually, I fall asleep to one of my Jane Austen movies which serves a dual purpose).

So, every night I fall asleep with my glasses still on my nose.

Jokingly I say I need them for my dreams. But I’m sure I have perfect vision in my dreams.

My bedtime glasses are old. They’re not even the right prescription (no need to tell me this is wrong. I already know it is). In fact, one side is held together with duct tape(handy for just about anything).

Imagine my complete horror when, a couple of weeks ago, I got out of my car at work, walked toward the office building and noticed some strange object just off to the side of my field of vision.

You guessed it, I wore the wrong pair of glasses to work. The ones with the duct tape.

Now, I work in a nice place where the men wear suits and the women dress fashionably.

I suppose my true fear is that everyone would realize the truth about me–I am a duct tape-wearing kinda  girl. Which would make me an imposter at my job. Because we shouldn’t be wearing duct tape and clients may not trust someone wearing duct tape.

But I believe everyone needs a little humbling every now and then.