Today I've been inside all day long, watching tiny house shows for hours on end. Geez Louise I want one of those tiny houses in the worst way, but I'm nervous about the impact of the tiny house on my physique. I'm researching tiny houses for the elderly, because I can't be dealing with crawling up skinny ladders to shimmy into a loft bed. Getting older is on my mind a lot these days. I'm starting to accept that my ankle will hurt for the rest of my life, but I'm not thrilled about other impending health problems in my aged future. Case in point: I could be losing 2 to 3 inches in height in the next 15 years. That's disturbing, but could make living in the tiny house for the elderly more feasible, so I guess I'll relax about it. Tomorrow, I'm getting out and about. This day's been ridiculous.