Where are my eyes?

My girlfriends and I are on a home make-over mission for a relative who is away for a month. With my sewing machine in tow I set up to cut yards of fabric for curtains. After a short break to the "ladies room" I returned to the cutting table to finish the task. Everything was in it's place, exactly where I left them; my scissors, the pins, and the measuring tape...hmm perhaps not everything, where were my glasses??


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