I’ve broken my spectacles. Again.

Anyone who has to wear glasses the whole time will understand how frustrating it is.  I have no idea how I’ve broken them, especially as they spend most of every day propped on my nose.

Husband says I broke them because I threw them off in a moment of passion.  I can believe I removed them for that particular moment of passion; most spectacle wearers would.  Being naked necessitates the removal of spectacles, for sure.  But I can’t believe that I “threw” them off; they’re far too expensive for that.

Anyway, they are broken.  Regardless of the circumstances.  And I need to get them fixed.  Quickly.  Because I cannot adequately see what I’m doing without them.

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