I was looking through the member's list for this website, and I noticed that there are a few (well, more than a few) of us on the... how do I say it delicately... downhill side of age 50? I got to thinking about a list someone sent me about becoming a senior citizen.
Here it is -- hope it gives you a chuckle...
- I'm the life of the party... even if it lasts until 8 p.m.
- I'm very good at opening childproof caps... with a hammer.
- I'm usually interested in going home before I get to where I am going.
- I'm awake many hours before my body allows me to get up.
- The snap, crackle, and pop I hear every morning comes from my joints, not my cereal bowl.
- I'm smiling all the time because I can't hear a thing you're saying.
- I'm very good at telling stories; over and over and over and over...
- I'm aware that other people's grandchildren are not nearly as cute as mine.
- I'm so cared for -- long term care, eye care, private care, dental care.
- I'm not really grouchy, I just don't like traffic, waiting, crowds, lawyers, loud music, unruly kids, barking dogs, politicians and a few other things I can't seem to remember right now.
- I'm sure everything I can't find is in a safe secure place, somewhere.
- I'm wrinkled, saggy, lumpy, and that's just my left leg.
- I'm having trouble remembering simple words like.......
- I'm beginning to realize that aging is not for wimps.
- I'm wondering, if you're only as old as you feel, how could I be alive at 150? And, how can my kids be older than I feel sometimes?
- I'm a walking storeroom of facts..... I've just lost the key to the storeroom door.
... and like me, as you chuckle, you'll probably realize there was more truth here than fiction.
Ed ;D