Every morning I'm so surprised that I'm older.  My hips ache and I have to walk bent over. I stay in bed until my caffeine pill takes effect. I don't want to get out of bed and really have no pressing reason to get up.  No one is depending on me to do do anything, and if they do I don't want to do it.  I know I'm Eyeore in human form.  George, on the other hand hits the ground running.