I think scheduling an opthalmology exam on the morning of my birthday was not the brightest idea I’ve ever had. Wow, it’s hard to fill out paperwork when every time you write 11/15 you want to follow it with the year you were born.
And my eyes are still dilated from the drops, so blogging is out of the question for several hours.
On the other hand, I spent last night making sure I reached my goal of 25,000 words in my novel. That’s my present to myself.
Check back later for your regularly scheduled briefs. Now, with extra snark!
Don’t get me started on the topic of dilated pupils. Oy!
Hope the exam went well. Speaking only for myself, I’d rather have an opthalmology exam any day versus a visit to the dentist – or the family physician, for that matter.