Once this sailor, Yachty, hit 40, her vision was supposed to change overnight. Well it did. Six inches in front of my face things got blurry, but it got better. Or as much wiser people have told me that I just got used to it. I tried out a few reading glasses at Target. The lowest level of 1.0 diopter worked, but I did not like any of the styles.
When do I need to see details 6 inches in front of my face? Playing the violin, I have discovered. I cannot see the bow on the string without closing my left eye. Glasses, I will need when I decide to play the violin again. Too much humidity to keep my violin on the boat.