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Due to a condition beyond my control (aging), I’ve found that I now need to use reading glasses.  I’ve never needed glasses before.  In fact, I don’t really like wearing glasses – not even sunglasses.  This is mostly due to the fact that I don’t have a good head for them.  My noggin is just too darn big and I suspect that my ears are uneven.  I received a pair of reading glasses as a joke when I turned 40.  I didn’t need them at the time but over the next few years I found myself occasionally popping them on when the print was fine and the light was low (and no one was looking).  Mostly, I could get by without them by holding things out at arm’s length.  Finally, last year, my arms weren’t long enough to compensate.  Suddenly, it seemed, I needed my reading glasses all the time.

I now have about eight or nine pairs of reading glasses.  I keep a couple pairs at work and the rest are somewhere in the house.  I figure if I own enough pairs there’s a reasonable chance I’ll be able to find one of them.  They still don’t fit on my head properly, but like so many things related to aging, vanity has given way to necessity.