Bowing to the Inevitable

I have to face facts. I'm not a young stud anymore.  I turn 40 next year, my oldest is starting his second semester of college, and I wake up every morning creeky and crabby.  My hair isn't as thick and lustrous as it used to be, and there's almost as gray in it as brown.

And to top it all off, my vision is going.  35 years of squinting at computer screens, reading in bad light, and sitting too close to the television have finally taken their toll.  I've had glasses of one form or another for years, but they were always necessary only when my eyes got tired.  Now, I think I need to wear them all the time. 

I've got my glasses out, and I'm seeing if the old prescription is good enough to not need to get a new pair.  I haven't worn them in quite a while, so this is going to take some getting used to.

Watch this space to see how much of a poindexter I turn into now that I'm wearing glasses almost full time.