I was standing on a chair dusting the top of the piano. Then I was done. I looked down and I couldn't figure how to simply step down. The distance to the floor looked to be a good five feet (which I know it is not). So I thought, "Oh for pity's sake! Just jump down." I jumped and started to sway and stumble. I didn't fall but it took me a minute to right myself. Boy was that sobering. I could call it a moment of terror or a moment of facing reality. What's the difference? I became a toddler again -- unfortunately sans that adorable quality tots have when their reaching beyond their grasp.