Two bits of interest from my annual physical this morning.
First of all, I’ve grown an inch. I’ve never measured above 5’4″, and often called myself 5’4″ on a good day. For some reason, today, I measured 5’5″ even.
Not that I’m complaining, particularly since this height change knocks a solid point off my BMI. Still, it’s a little odd that after somewhere between 10 and 15 years of not growing a bit, I suddenly got an inch taller in the last year.
Secondly, I have to say, it is a rather distressing sign for your love life when even your doctor says, “So, why aren’t you seeing anybody?”