#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller

Tuesday Chatter

I’m a contrary old cuss about some things. (You probably didn’t hear that here first.) It’s a Lael trait to be contrary, after all.

Years ago, when it was a cutting edge deal (pun intended), I had laser surgery on the old eyeballs. I traveled all the way to Toronto to have one eye done, waited six months, and went back for the other one, wearing a single contact in the interim. There was no pain involved, unless you count the stabs to my pocketbook, and each eye only took about a minute to do. As soon as the technique had been performed, I could see like a young eagle.

Expensive as it was, I got my money’s worth.

Yesterday, I went to the eye doctor, having suspected for a while that I need glasses, and not just the ones from Walgreen’s that I wear when I read. Sure enough, I was right. I resisted this for so long, but now, being a Lael, I can hardly WAIT to get those glasses, and it bugs the heck out of me that I have to wait 7-10 days.

Go figure. I told you I was contrary.

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