Drat. Audrey broke my reading glasses again. I’m trying to decide if I want to glue them back together—which I probably could do, but it probably wouldn’t last—or try to take them back and see if they can be fixed. She broke the hinge, not the frame, so that should be fixable… but my prescription’s expired now, which means I’d need to actually get my eyes examined to get a new pair. I thought maybe I could just live without them, but—not so much! I’m typing without looking at the screen right now, because yikes, killer headache.