Sigh…..I guess there’s no denying it now. I’m smaller.  O.o

It dawned on the moment I swung my legs over the bed this morning and the tips of my toes just barely brushed the carpet. My clothes are baggy and sit crooked on my frame now. Looking at myself in the mirror, I wrinkled my nose at the unkempt woman wrinkling her nose right back at me.

I called Kate and she came in the afternoon. She audibly gasped when I first stepped into the room. She was now almost a full head taller, and for the first time in my life I had to raise my head to look at her.

I agreed that we should measure my height and she led me to the corner. I stood barefoot against the wall, trying to stretch myself as high as possible as she set the tape measure next to me.

4' 10". O.o

I must have seemed pretty glum because Kate recommended we do something fun. So we ordered a pizza and had a movie night.

It was really nice. Kate even promised she would go shopping for some new clothes and bring them by tomorrow.

I took a hot bath...the water coming higher up than before. I felt a little tingly again, and when I toweled up and went to the kitchen for a snack, I could have sworn the mark on the wall looked just a little higher. Looking around, this was the first time I really noticed how different things felt. I know it's only 8 inches of difference...but those 8 inches are definitely noticed.

I think I'll stay in the bedroom now.

I wonder how small….

Scratch that...no more thinking. I have a date with my book.