Andrew nicely offered to drive to work separately yesterday and go to the church afterward to look for my glasses. As I suspected (hoped?), they were there - apparently I took them out of my purse in the church kitchen for some reason.

So, I'm back to my normal, glasses-wearing self again, although this has made me realize that I am gradually becoming more comfortable in contacts, and I should wear them more often. I still don't want to wear them three days in a row, however.

Mostly, I'm just really glad I don't have to go get new glasses right now. We're spending most of our free time house-hunting, and that doesn't leave much time for anything else.