20 was nothing. I still felt like a child and was treated as such by most of my family. This year was a trip. I'm 38 years old, and I'm active and handy -- I like to work on my house. This weekend I painted the exterior. Now, I had a sprayer, so there was only a little ladder work, no up and down and up and down and etc., right? So why did my hip hurt so badly after only one day that I was sucking down 4 advil at a shot and biting back tears? Yeah, that's one of the places I'm developing arthritis, and I won't die young, I know it -- I'll be living a long time with that hip. How do I deal with it? I sit when it hurts and enjoy the breeze and watch the dogs and wait for the advil to kick in, then I get up and I live while I can.