Spectacles

 I went outside to say goodbye to Bill and came back in and heard CRUNCH. I had stepped on my spectacles. Crushing them. Sammy-cat had flung them off my notebook. Could I bicycle 4 miles in 17 degree weather to get them repaired? And I have a deadline. I bent them back into shape while praying and found the mini screwdriver to attach the lens and they are okay now. Amen!