I couldn’t resist quoting George H.W. Bush but this is mostly about aging eye sight and very little about politics. (More)
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I am 65 and need reading glasses to function. As a result I buy them in bulk and scatter them throughout my life. I have pairs by my computer, by my bed, in the kitchen and in my purse and car. I have stepped on them while searching for a pair and broken them. I don’t even bother to put them in cases anymore.
I once wore prescription glasses for distance vision. That coincided with an increasing need for reading glasses. I tried bifocals in my forties. Whether they were seamless or lined, I hated them. I felt like the world was out of kilter and that I was at risk of falling up and down the stairs. I also struck out on wearing one contact for near and one for far. I set a record for headaches which I rarely got before or after this brief experiment. I no longer need a correction for far sightedness.
I’m down to reading glasses which have gone from, “Oh these really help and I think they look kind of cool” to “I cannot function without them.”
I bought some creamy horseradish sauce recently. I didn’t fish my glasses out of my purse but grabbed a familiar brand. I didn’t notice “extra hot” on the label. Yikes! Seriously, I had to wash my slices of roast beef off and start over. The good news was that my sinuses were totally clear. The horseradish went into the garbage. I tried to give it away but couldn’t find any takers.
I have taken a magic marker and put a big “S” on the shampoo and a big “C” on the conditioner. I wrote emails to the makers of said products suggesting that I was but one of many boomers and others with limited sight who would appreciate them redesigning their containers. They did send me coupons and a nice note but they haven’t changed their packaging. Duh!
My computer and my Nook were designed with ways to change the size of the typeface. Kudos to the designers who must have had me in mind. My “not smart” cell phone needs to be replaced soon. One of my must haves is the same ability to enlarge the type. I wonder, are all the techies so young that no one can relate to my eye sight? What gives with the whole notion of pleasing the customer?
Back to political vision. I am “in” and “fired up, ready to go” for Obama’s vision of an America that works for all its citizens and where we all play by the same rules. I take my reading glasses to every phone bank and canvassing. I want to check the right boxes.