Sir D got glasses today. The glasses were not too terribly expensive. We have insurance and we have some money left on our spending account, so really none actually came out of the bank account.
These glasses are going to cost though, make no mistake. Sir D had not been home with his new glasses for 10 minutes before he exclaimed that our TV was “lousy!”
“I mean, really! This TV is terrible, we need a new one.”
He mentioned that our rug really needed to be cleaned, and the house painted. He has also realized today that grass comes in individual blades.
Then he looked over at me; scrutinizing.
I was afraid he was going to decided he needed a new wife too, that his current one was lousy, now that he could actually see.
But he didn’t say a word.