Laughing Out Loud, at Myself

We have a monthly e-newsletter at work where employees put information about what the different teams and departments are doing. The newsletter also has things like recipes, birthdays, etc. Your typical employee newsletter. This month's newsletter had one of those "you know you're getting old when..." messages in it. A lighthearted look at the funny side of aging, you know.

There is a dime that has been on the hallway floor for about a week now. I'm not sure how it got there, but every time I see it, I think "I should pick that up," and then I just leave it lying there. So today, when I coincidentally dropped a ponytail tie on the floor right next to it, I picked up the dime while I was already bent over to get the ponytail holder. And then I laughed out loud because one of the "you know you're getting old" sentences ended with "when you fall down, you look around to see if there's anything else you can do, while you're down there." I guess that also applies to bending over. Might as well pick up whatever else you can...