Jeff has just come home from exercise class, and gone upstairs to change clothes. He appears in the kitchen, shirtless, in his skivvies. "Look at me! I'm a decorated veteran!" he says, proudly displaying 2 ECG patches, their grab-tabs pointed downward on his chest like ribbons.
"Wow," I say..."that was when, Monday? Which means you haven't had a shower since Sunday?"
Jeff is taking a shower now. It's amazing though, that I hadn't even noticed. Especially compared to the amount of stink generated by a 15 year old boy (who showered that morning,) after a day at school. I guess we can call that a positive aspect of aging.
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