When locking myself out, I know how to open the front door with a hanger. I still manage to carry my 9 yr. old (4.9ft., 64 lb.) inside the house and upstairs to his room, every time we come home late and he has fallen asleep in the car. I can even do a three-point shot in basketball if I have to.
But all of a sudden I’m having a hard time threading a needle.
No big deal. Something that happens to most people my age (my age?!), says the doctor while prescribing progressive lenses. It feels weird though.