Friday, August 5, 2011

Old Man…

It was not too many years ago my sister used to joke with me about being an old soul…I was known for rocking plaid madras pants on a regular basis.  She once asked me if I beat up a 90 year old and stole his pants, to which I responded, “that is making the assumption that I have the strength to beat up a 90 year old man” (I am not known for my athleticism, or strength…).  I did not listen to any music made after 1974.  I wore a tie nearly everywhere I went.

These days, I still get accused of being old…I drive no more than 5 mph over the speed limit; I think it sort of drives Jennifer batty since she is a speed demon…A safe speed demon – no worries, Susan…PS thank you for teaching her how to talk her way out of a ticket…I have several hats which appear to be from a 70 year old man’s wardrobe.  These are just a few of the reasons why some people may accuse me of being old…

Lately, this week especially, I have been feeling old.  I cannot eat a can of Campbell’s Alphabet Soup without it spelling “indigestion” in my stomach.  It used to spell “yummy” in my tummy.  I went to the gym on Tuesday and I am still sore on Friday – not just sore, but sore to the point that I am considering buying geriatric compression socks at Kroger during my lunch hour just to alleviate the pain in my calves…Yes, I feel old this week.

Old Man take a look at my life…I’m a lot like you.  If I am a bright eyed, bushy tailed 28 year old feeling this old, how old will I feel when I am 75?  If I cannot tolerate American Eagle stores because the music is too loud now, what will become of me later?  It is not that I mind getting older.  It definitely beats the alternative.  I just want this week to finish up so I can walk without cringing…

1 comment:

  1. Very Interesting...I thing it is wonderful that you are a unique individual! I find that to be refreshing : )

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