So.. I guess it's back to contact lenses for a while. This morning, the Husband and I put Matthew in his crib and put our baby-free time to good use. I went to take off my glasses, and they broke.. right where the arm (?) attaches to the lens frame. The bow? I guess it's called. That pisses me off because these glasses (my favorite out of all I've gotten so far) were the most rediculously expensive pair ever- I guess that's what happens when you go to a private optometrist. I got my glasses a year ago. GRRR. Thank goodness I got a bunch of 2-week disposable lenses, which I haven't worn nearly at all since I got them. Now I just need some lens solution.

I don't mind wearing contacts at all, except for the pain of caring for them. That, and I have really dry eyes. Let's not mention the fact that I got this prescription when I was pregnant, so I'm not totally convinced it's right anyway. You know, I haven't consistently worn contacts since before I got pregnant with Lauren.