I think I have figured out why I'm not reading as much as I used to too. My freaking eyesight is going! I've succumbed to shrinking arm syndrome. How did I discover this? Did I go to the optometrist? No, that is too organized. Did I happen upon an eye chart in my wanderings? Nope, that's just bizarre. One morning I'd had enough coffee to realize that I could no longer see my armpits as I was trying to shave them! Not the handiest observation to make, but at least I made it in the tub and not in a meeting *g*.
Any bets on how long before I get myself organized and motivated enough to make an eye appointment?