Enjablog

When I was getting ready this morning, my contact didn’t adhere like I expected and as I pulled my finger away, I dropped it. I started looking around, couldn’t find it on the counter, the floor, the cabinet door… Without that contact in, my vision was little help anyway, so I gave up. Whatever, I had been wearing that pair for a few weeks anyway. It was time to put in a new pair.

With my new contacts in, I thought I might have better luck finding that lost contact. At the very least, I didn’t want it drying out and having contact shards in my foot tonight. Still no sign of the contact.

Oh well. It’ll turn up. It can’t just disappear, right?

So, I go to throw out the other contact, which is still in the L compartment… And what do you know. There are two contacts in there. I dropped my contact into the case. Sigh.