Time to move on

I believe that I am well on my way to setting a "how long can one make 2 week disposable contact lenses last" record.

These babies have seen about five three day holiday weekends come and go, outlasted a hair dresser or two, and have taken me through a job change.

Loyal to a fault, my lenses have certainly served me well, but my eyes have started giving me pretty clear signs that the romance is over--tearing up when I get a little too curt, drying out and becoming prickly, and of course, not returning my phone calls.

It's been a great run my friends, but it's time to move on. Thanks for the memories, and don't call me, I'll call you.