Happy Friday, everyone! I’m proud to announce this week I’ve assumed my place in a marginalized group—the visually impaired. I would ask in this time of reflection that you all respect my lived experiences and affirm my new identity. Otherwise you’re all ableist bigots.
I knew I needed some kind of glasses back in December when we took the kids to Vermont. When you’re navigating at night based on vibrations from your Apple Watch because you can’t read the road signs, you really need to get your shit looked at. So I did. Continue reading
