...stand on my tip toes to reach the top shelves in my kitchen. Who put them up so high?

      ...borrow only books on the lower shelves in the library. Who can bend a neck long enough to read titles on top shelves through bifocals? (And why can't titles be spelled downwards instead of sideways? People CAN find vertical words in those word search mazes, you know.)

      ...hold on to hand rails going up and down steps. When did steps begin being so steep? (I wish I knew who invented metal steps because I'd write him out of my will.)

      ...buy smaller bags of dog food. Do they expect me to wrestle that 37.5 lb. bag off the shelf in the grocery store, wrestle it into a grocery cart, haul it up onto the cashier's conveyor belt, manage to get it out of a cart and into my car, and then try getting it out of the car trunk?

      ...forgo buying the last item on sale at the back of the bottom shelf in the grocery store. I can get down on my hands and knees and stretch for it, but how do I get back to a standing position gracefully?

      ...... make a grocery list. How could anyone forget something when one needs only 10-15 things? Surely, cruising down the aisles would jog one's memory? Not so, sad to say!

      ... worry about driving in ice and snow. Mind you, I'm still an excellent driver, but here lately everyone around me drives much too quickly and recklessly.

      ... remember that those 'gnats' are really 'floaters' and they won't go away by swatting at them.

      ... wonder what to write about! Perhaps I'll tell you sometime about my life as an espionage agent, my trip to Antarctica, or as a stowaway on a freighter to Istanbul.