Random observations/discoveries

 

Thank heaven I’m a relatively tidy person. Maybe not a dust-the-vents-every-week kind of cleaner, but the bed is always made, towels always hung up.

          We had workmen here to measure my kitchen for countertops. (Those I cleaned beforehand till they squeaked) and then My Guy broaches the subject of grab bars. Next thing I know, I’ve got two strange men standing around in my bathroom (which you access through the bedroom) thumping walls and waving a tape measure. My supremely uncool shower cap was out for all to see, but at least the toilet was clean and no underwear was in sight.

 

          I knew I had these hips for a reason. They were very useful in supporting toddler daughter and then son while I was standing in line, stirring a pot, or just keeping said child out of trouble.

          They’re still proving their worth. It was raining to beat the band yesterday and my purchase was heavy and in a paper bag, and the checkout lady warned me to be careful. No way could this be a one-handed tote to the car. Those three bottles of wine nestled just fine on my left hip with the left arm supporting them. Good old muscle memory – that skill came right back to me.

 

          I’m sure this will be a complete shock to others my age, but I find this getting old process very annoying. I’m learning to cope with unpredictable knees and I know not to look too closely in the mirror. But the latest blow is that I’ve lost the ability to whistle, which seems very unfair.