The other shoe drops...

You know, sometimes you wake up and some little bit of serendipity just tosses you a bone, and you're all right with the world. But then five minutes later, the other shoe drops and it all balances out. Case in point: on the one hand, I apparently have awesome credit, so much so that I need only wave a finger and I could have a twenty thousand dollar credit limit for the asking. They don't even hold my checks to clear, money just magically shows up on the appointed day ready for immediate (mis)use. On the other hand, how do I have cataracts at thirty? At thirty, I ask you? Short answer: funky contra-indicated drug interactions from my youth. Then again, thankfully I do not have glaucoma so that's always a plus.