Most days I don't think about it. I mean, I would probably feel it more if I did, ya know? However, here lately the weather has been really strange...hot one day, rainy the next. Sometimes in the morning when I first get up, it seems to take me a little longer to get to the coffee pot. The creaks and moans I hear are coming from my joints, and even the roomies know enough to stay out of my way until I get that first cup in hand!
But I have finally figured out how to beat this early morning problem. In the mornings, I now jump out of bed before my eyes are completely open, stumble quickly to the coffee pot before the screaming from my joints has time to register in my aging brain, and softly say "good morning" to the roomies before they start running for cover!
Now that I have got this routine down, why don't we get a fresh cup of coffee, my friend? We can sit at the patio table...getting down is not a problem. Sometimes getting back up is!
