Shrinking

I noticed a few weeks ago that I can't reach my hanging pots and pans. It used to be a stretch, but definitely doable. No more. Each attempt results in a sigh and a knee on the counter.
Already?! I was still holding out hope for a growth spurt!


Hey, at least my arms and legs will get skinnier. And I'll finally have that Jessica Tandy old lady hair I always wanted.

**update: I could reach without the knee assist when I emptied the dishwasher first thing this morning. Maybe I'll plan ahead and get any pots and pans I think I might need for dinner down in the am. Yes, this is how exciting my life is right now.