Glasses, What Glasses?

Three months ago I bought two new pairs of eyeglasses.  Of the two, one is my favorite.

Last evening, as I started out with the dogs for their evening duty run, I realized my favorites were on my face.  Not willing to risk losing them in the dark as I bend to do my pickup duty after the dogs have done their other duty, I took them off, leaned back through the door and put them on the chair just inside the door, making a serious mental note not to sit on them when dogs and I returned.

You know the rest.  Out of sight, out of mind.  Top of mind, never.  

Yes, I sat on them.  Mangled them.

my glasses rested
upon the chair
I sat on them
to my despair

So, in front of a mirror, with needle-nose pliers, the repairs took 20 minutes.

Now, if I tilt my head a little off center, the glasses look straight.