The corn is as high as a elephant's eye
I am not a tall person. At 5'3", I consider myself to be a little on the short side. Not super short, but less than average height for sure.
Apparently I have been living a lie.
This week at work I had a health risk assessment, where they measured (among other things) my height. Imagine my shock to find out that I am actually 5'4".
That's five feet, four inches tall.
In my mind there is a great deal of difference between 5'3" and 5'4". Just look at the numbers. 4 looks so much more significant than 3. It's a whole different mentality. 5'4" is actually closer to a decent height. It's almost not short.
The thing is, when did this happen? I have spent as long as I can remember thinking that I was 5'3", because that' s how tall I was the last time I was measured. How did I get taller? Where did that extra inch come from? Why didn't I notice?
Does this mean that soon I will be 5'5"?? What would I do with myself?
posted by Lynda @ 9:38 p.m.
1 Comments:
That happened to me too. For the longest time I was, at 5'6", an inch shorter than my mom. Then all of a sudden one year my doctor measured me and said I was now 5'7". This was cause for celebration on my end though -- once I was as tall as my mother no one in my family could call me a shrimp anymore! At least until I had to sit on two booster seats to get our family pictures taken...
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