Wife: stop going around the house like a zombie looking for your glasses. Last time I saw them was in the sink, obviously wet and dirty, you silly man!
Husband: Pardon me, dear, but I feeI I´m getting older, slower, more hesitative, sort of detached of my own surroundings.
By the way, precious, you mean the kitchen sink or the bathroom sink?
See, I must know which place so I can figure how I will, leaning on the walls, get there without tripping in the furniture.
Growing old is no fun!