I'm not sure if I can write this post without laughing hysterically, crying a little, or running screaming from the building, but I'm going to try.
Mrs. Mudcat has a tendency to take off her glasses and leave them on a table by where she is sitting if she's reading, crocheting, or whatever, so her saying "I can't find my glasses - can you help me?" is not a unique thing.
Saturday afternoon, I'm in my office doing some work, and I hear from the other room "I can't find my glasses - can you help me?". I get up from my desk, and we have a little fire drill looking for her glasses. I'm searching the living room, dining room, spare bedroom, office, bathrooms, kitchen, our room - nothing. Trying to make her feel better about losing her glasses, I say "let me find them. I know when I lose mine, I can't find them either. You take a break." Keep I still haven't looked at her, because I've been in the other rooms. She replies, "I can see without my glasses, just not far away". That's not even the slightest bit true. We'll just leave it at that.
So, I go through another fire drill looking all around the house for the glasses. Still nothing.
I hear her in the kitchen looking in the refrigerator for something to drink.
I say, "OH - I SEE YOU'VE FOUND YOUR GLASSES!"
She replies, "No, where are they?"
"They're on your face."
"Oh."
SMDH.