LUCK HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT
I’ve been lucky so far—I don’t have a lot of wrinkles and have hopefully inherited the youthful skin my mom and her mom were blessed with. However, having blurry eyes day after day and a job that requires staring at the computer for 8 hours, plus wanting to keep up with my online life at home in the evenings has meant nothing but SQUINTING for what feels like ages. I can’t see a damn thing. It’s a good thing I know how to touch type. ARGH. And I’m giving myself wrinkles to boot! *** Martin and I went to the...