Last night, I found my prescription sunglasses. I kind of knew where they were for the past month, but with the move, I never bothered to find them and put them where they belong.
They actually belong in the car since that's when I am most likely to use them.
So I brought them down to the car this morning when I left for the airport. I took off my regular glasses, and put on the sunglasses.
I got to the airport, dropped off the car, took the shuttle to the terminal, got my boarding pass, checked my bag, and headed off to security. The TSA ID checker asked me to take off my glasses when she looked at my passport.
That's when I realized my regular glasses, which should have been on my face, were instead sitting on the front seat of my car.
I had thought the airport looked a little darker than normal.
So I headed off to my flight wearing sunglasses, jeans, and a Carroll College sweatshirt.
I'll be in California for several days of company meetings. And I am no where near cool enough to get away with wearing sunglasses all day. Especially in business casual wear.
When my plane (the Alaska Airlines Starliner (second time this year)) landed in Orange County, I took a cab to Lenscrafters to solve the problem.
An hour and a half later, and $275 poorer, I had new, regular glasses.
And I was able to take care of this because my eye doctor in Seattle suggested I carry a copy of my prescription in my travel papers for just this sort of emergency.
Mt Ranier peeks above the clouds on 2008-04-20, as seen from AS382 (SEA-SNA) N569AS.