Of all the things that suck about getting old the eyes are the most annoying.
All my life my eyesight has been beyond perfect.
Then a couple of years ago I noticed that they were starting to go... UGH.
The other day I was tapping out a text to my stepmother.
"I was just taking a nap." Or was that, "I was just taking a map?"
Try as I might I could not tell if I typed 'nap' or 'map'.
Frustrated, I just hit send. A few minutes later I got a reply.
"I guessing you were taking a nap, not a map!"
A couple age jokes went back and forth coupled with the obligatory LOL's.
A couple days later there was a box on my doorstep.
I opened it and found a couple pairs of my dad's reading glasses inside.