I keep misplacing mine. My wife tells me to put them in the same place and I won't lose them.
But it is my eyes I'm really thankful for. God gave us a great gift of failing eyesight as we get older. And thanks to my aging memory it is usually after I've had my first cup of coffee that I find my glasses. By then my face has kind of rearranged itself into a more acceptable position.
The new hip is good though, and they managed to keep my legs the same length.
I'm just not moving the refrigerator again...
The catz play teef hockey in the middle of the night and I lay there and hear it. I'm not getting up until the bladder call.
And by then, the teef are stuck under the fridge.
/johnny