Apparently I'm getting old.
I've had a sinking suspicion ever since PB and I started watching "Dancing with the Stars" this season. After about two weeks of watching it I told PB I wasn't aware that we had turned 70, and yet we kept tuning in.
And then this summer we started watching "The Mentalist". Also, I used to love reading People at my hairdresser's, but now I don't know who half those "people" are anymore.
I think I could have explained those signs away had I not started experiencing hip pain this month. The doctor's official diagnosis? Bursitis. Really? Is that really a thing most 34 year olds get??? I don't think so.
Please, please, please tell me 4:30 dinners and corrective shoes won't be next.