It’s been interesting, learning to wear glasses again.

Of course, there has been the adjustment involving the basic fact of having something on my face other than sunglasses.

And then, there is the fog issue.  I never knew how much face heat I exude.  Because, at very inopportune times, like at the local coffee shop the other day, when I was talking to the proprietor, I suddenly saw fog rising up and obscuring our view of each other.

What is a person supposed to do when such things happen?

Is it okay to whip my glasses off and take a little time to let the situation settle a bit as we stare, blinking at each other?

I’ve since learned a bit about this phenomenon.  All it begs is a bit of thought before I go into any business.  I ask myself if there is any chance I’ll get warm in there, such as if there is as lady receptionist who acts superior or condemnatory, or both at once.

Or maybe I know the item I’m looking for is going to be hard to find, and, when I ask the store help for it, it’s right in front of me.  If I know that is a possibility, or the one above, then it’s a no brainer to leave my glasses in the truck, even if it means going back to the old ways of popping a pic, blowing it up, and squinting for a few seconds as I endeavor to look like your typical, savvy businessman.

But none of this is really the point.

The point is, I don’t have any blurry spots to deal with anymore.

When I first started wearing these glasses, I was constantly dealing with blurry spots.

I even took them back to the doctor’s office and asked them to make sure the prescription was right. 

The pretty lady receptionist, sitting across from me at close range, told me that, “Maybe you aren’t quite used to looking through glasses with progressive lenses. 

I was really lucky I had my glasses off at that point, and I assured her that I had already acclimated to them, and I really liked being able to read without sounding like I really hadn’t learned to read.

She smiled coyly at me, and suggested maybe we should make sure they were fitted correctly so the progressive part was in the right lane of my vision when I needed it.

She took my glasses and was gone for quite some time.  I had to wonder if she was really doing anything with them, however, they did seem to fit better when she came back.

But I still had the blurry spots. 

I considered going back to the doctor’s office again, but what if I got the same lady, and what if she acted the same way?

So, I decided to tough it out.  Even if I was secretly disappointed in the doctor’s office for hoodwinking me about he benefits of getting these glasses.

But then an amazing thing happened.  And I really can’t tell you when or how.

All I know is that I was taking a walk, and suddenly I caught myself looking all over, at the ground, at the sky, at the weeds, at the highline poles.

It was amazing.  The blurry spots were gone.

I don’t know if it just took that long for the lenses to get broken in or what, but since then I’m a fan of what that doctor’s office did for me. 

I may stop by to tell them they may want to warn future patients that their glasses have a break in period where the lenses need to undergo some sort of metamorphosis, as near as I can tell.