Poor little me. A lens jumped out of my glasses last night. A lens similarly jumped out of Tom's glasses later, so he volunteered to take both pair to the optician to get the lenses cemented in. That leaves me without glasses for the rest of the day.

Now, I'm nearsighted. This means that I can read and knit just fine without my glasses. Since I have a big-screen TV set up about 6 feet from the sofa (a not-uncommon set-up among the nearsighted, I'm sure), I can also watch TV with no problem. What I can't do is drive. Alas, I won't be able to run errands today, poor me. I'll have to stay home, reading, knitting, and watching TV. Shed a tear for me, dear ones.

And try not to envy me too much.