Grab it and go with it

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I am at my worst when I am in the doctor's office. I am at my edge of being second worst in the eye docs. Got 'er done. The frames that I wear now so that I can see where I am going have been beat up by kittens and pups. They are tired. Ready to be laid to rest. The eye doc released me from his care. He gave me over to the lady who dispenses eye glasses. Here's an entire wall of frames to choose from! Yup. That was me. I looked like a deer in somebody's headlights. I have to choose? Me? I will wear these on my face for the next five years or more. I spotted a pair that wasn't too much larger than the ones I wear now. Dark pink. Good enough. Then I saw a pair of blue-purple that had fake rhinestones on their edge. Bling! The almighty bling! And even a little cheaper. I went for the pinky ones. Before I headed over to pay my bill I also answered yes! to adding a little toughness to the frame. Thank my zoo for that decision.