This is a repost that came to mind this morning as Steve and I were having our ritual "How did you sleep last night?" conversation. Seems that after 50, a full night of sound sleep becomes a dream, only a memory. Dancing makes your hips and knees hurt. Spicy food and caffeine are a no-no late in the day. Your metabolism drops to zero. Pajamas are a necessity, not an accessory. It's vitally important to always know where the bathrooms are located. And...
YOU MAY BE APPROACHING 50 IF...
(originally posted May 7, 2010)
...you understand the meaning of the term compression garment. Your underwear is a practical application of NASA technology, and, in size, is not unlike a spaceshuttle landing field.
climb out of the recliner after working the daily crossword in the
newspaper, and, hearing a clatter, begin looking to see if you've
dropped your glasses or your pen. Oh, yeah, I forgot....that's just my joints cracking.
kids have ever laughed at you for simultaneously wearing two pairs of
glasses - one on your face, and a forgotten pair on top of your head.
...you have discovered that, at large gatherings, everyone in the room sounds like the adults in a Peanuts cartoon. "Wah, wuh-wa-wah..." You're seriously considering taking a class in lip reading.
hesitate at the top of stairs, trying to decide between the
danger-induced thrill of walking down normally or the safety of taking
the steps sideways, one at a time. Step, close. Step, close. Step, close.
...the Classic Rock station plays all the tunes you loved in high school. Where do they get off calling those songs "oldies"?
son asks if he can spend Saturday helping a friend round up cows, and
you answer by telling him the menu for tonight's supper. "What?" "Oh, you weren't asking about dinner, were you. I misunderstood. What did you ask?"
hour-glass figure has transformed into something more like a
Ripley's-Believe-It-or-Not version of a sweet potato. Yep, you finally
got some curves...they're all just six inches lower and much bigger around than they're supposed to be.
...you think making the bed, showering, and getting dressed in the morning qualifies as an aerobic workout.
drop something on the floor, and, after a pause, you decide to leave it
there. You'll pick it up later, after you've dropped three or four
other things. That way, bending over will be more worth the effort.
when you're wearing your reading glasses, your arms are not long enough
to allow you to read the buttons on the TV remote.
morning, you reach for the Raisin Bran or the Meusli instead of the
Lucky Charms or Cap'n Crunch. And you absolutely MUST have that morning
cup of coffee. For health reasons.
...at bedtime, you frequently
find yourself debating whether to take two ibuprofen - or - drink a
glass of wine - or - just go straight for the Lunesta.
night's sleep means you stayed in bed until the alarm went off (not that
you slept the whole time), except for the two times you got up to use
the bathroom and the time you got up to change nightgowns after a
nuclear hot flash. Hello, menopause!
...instead of doing things
for your kids so that they won't hurt themselves, your kids now do
things for you so that you won't hurt yourself.
your brassiere is a cost-effective alternative to having surgery for a
face lift. Here is the dilemma: Do you lose twenty pounds in pursuit
of your youthful figure, only to find you now look like one of those
raisins at the bottom of the box? - or - Do you keep the extra weight,
sacrificing your fanny for your face, so that you look a little younger
above the shoulders?
...you've ever thought that you have probably
already lived at least half of your life. You've paddled your canoe to
the middle of the lake. From here on, no matter what life throws at you,
you're paddling toward shore. It's all home from here!
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