Yes, it’s finally happened. Actually, two things have happened concurrently. One is the loss of mind, and the other the loss of vision, which I’ve determined go hand in hand.

I already have a wide array of glasses and contact lenses:

Despite all the lens power in my arsenal, signs looked like this:

And when I spiced up my morning coffee this happened:

And no, a savory hint of sage isn’t the best taste sensation when you expect cinnamon.

One night, in the combination I’ve lost my mind and my vision extravaganza, I had a fabulous pot of sauce and meatballs on the stove for dinner. When I went to get the crusty loaf of bread to turn into garlic bread, it was gone. As in it’s not in the refrigerator. So I check the freezer thinking maybe I really froze the bread. Hmm, not there.

Let’s check the laundry area. No. Is it in the recycling? No. Let’s check the bathroom and the office while we’re at it, because I may have inadvertently placed a loaf of bread in a linen closet or something.

Several days later, I still have no idea what happened to that loaf. I do, however, have an appointment to get my eyes checked.

So I can’t see a loaf of bread, but I can still see every speck of dirt on my windows. Great.

Can I get rose colored glasses for that?

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