Since I just turned 67 at the beginning of May, I guess I cannot hide the fact I’m a senior now. And since I’m a senior, I think I’ll dive into enjoying Seniors’ Week this week. I think there is a lot to celebrate about being a senior.
1/ I read online last week the Town of Morinville and Sturgeon County are going to pay for our library cards again this year during Seniors’ Week. I know the wife and I are thankful for that. Sure I squawk about this thing and that thing with the Town, but that $20 the Town spends on our library cards gives the wife and I a thousand dollars of more in savings on books we don’t need to buy.
2/ I’ve always considered myself a fairly straight-laced fellow who doesn’t much care for long hair, unless it is on a lady, but the older I get, the more I see men my age with pony tails. Of course, the ponytail is about all the hair they have on their heads, but that is a pet peeve of mine no matter how grey the head of hair is.
3/ Ignoring the wife is getting easier to get away with. I’ll be watching TV and she’ll be jawing at me. Instead of answering her, I’ll just stare at the TV and out of the blue ask if the volume just went down. She’ll tell me I need to get my hearing checked and I answer her that I paid the heating bill by check just like I always do. Don’t know how long I’ll get away with it, but I’m running with it as long as I can.
4/ It’s been a while, but I’m pretty sure when I was 40 I started to say “I’m getting too old for this @#$%.” Looking back, I think I said it because I didn’t want to do it. At 50 I changed it up and said “I’m too old for this $#@%” because I didn’t want to do it and it was getting kind of hard to do. At 60 I said “I’m way too old for this #@$%” because I really didn’t want to do it and really couldn’t do it anymore, not without putting myself out of commission for a week or better. At 67 I no longer say “I’m way too old for this #@$%. Now I just say $#@% that #@$% and call someone to come and do it for me.
5/ I’ll leave you all with something Oliver Wendell Holmes once said. “To be seventy years young is sometimes far more cheerful and hopeful than to be forty years old.” Makes great sense to me.