I picked up my new glasses on Tuesday, but I waited until today to switch over to them because I wanted to finish the current manuscript first. I wrapped it up late yesterday afternoon, my 195th novel. I've already started thinking about #200. If everything stays like it looks now, I know which book it will be (a house-name Western) and when (sometime in February).
Anyway, I'm now wearing the new glasses, and I hate them. This is not an unexpected development. I've always had trouble adjusting to new glasses, which is one reason I went so long wearing the ones I had. I can see better at a distance, but everything from about ten feet on in just looks wrong. I know I'll get used to them, but I'm going to gripe about them anyway. And I must admit, they look a lot better than my old ones did. We mustn't lose sight (so to speak) of the things that are really important.
Kathleen E. Woodiwiss's The Flame and the Flower
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1 comment:
I know what you're talking about - I remember when I got the glasses I'm wearing now, I felt dizzy and got a headache for at least a day. Then it settled down. (But I couldn't any more use the sunglasses I had, because they had a different shape to them and I felt dizzy every time I tried to use them.)
Good luck to adjusting to your new glasses!
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