I am getting to be an old man.
Hopefully, I have a lot more years ahead of me, a lot of
things that I have yet to accomplish and little ones that need to be spoiled. That
being said, I am getting old.
I can’t do the physical things I used to find so easy to do
without huffing and puffing. Sometimes I huff and puff just getting out of a
chair or a low slung car. I would never be able to get out of a waterbed
without doing some serious damage. My eyesight has been failing for years now
and nothing short of a miracle will return my eyes to 20/20 vision. I think I
am becoming hard of hearing. I’m not sure, but the world seems to have been
getting just a little quieter in recent years. Thankfully! I just don’t feel
comfortable perched at the edge of the roof cleaning gutters any more. When I
look at a job that needs doing, I have to think “Can I do that?”
I would like to think that my mind is a sharp as it ever
was, and it may be, but to tell the truth, it was never really that sharp. I
still have a pretty quick wit, but that might be due to a lifetime memorizing
comeback lines. I don’t know.
I do know that people being stupid seem to bother me more
than it ever did before. There are more drivers on the road now that I would
swear have never looked at the driving manual or taken a road test. I resist
change of any kind, even when I know in my heart that it is for the best. I
spend an inordinate amount of time taking to other old farts about how the
world has changed. I take a much longer time now in the bathroom than I did
when I was younger and accomplish more or less the same thing.
I guess the worst thing is how the people I have chosen to
surround myself with, will sometimes disappoint me. When I was younger, I could
just shrug and think that everyone has a right to their own opinion. Now, I
think that everyone has a right to MY opinion.
Perhaps I am just in a foul mood because the sky is the
colour of an old bruise and we will barely make double digits tomorrow. Trust
me when I say that I have everything to be happy about. Maybe I am tired. Maybe
I am sick. Maybe I just feel old today and it will pass by tomorrow…maybe.
You sound like uncle Joe from Petticoat Junction! B
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