Following an epic 3 day yard sale (a pathetic yet lucrative way to spend Labor Day weekend), my eyesight appears to be at it’s best. No, I have not discovered a cure for Retinitis Pigmentosa. But I have discovered the cure for not being able to find what I’m looking for.
Three simple words:
I can hardly call myself a “minimalist”, and yet I’ve recently taken the minimalist approach in several categories, creating the illusion of improved vision. Continue reading