I don’t really think of myself as “old” although my body seems to enjoy telling me differently. Oh, you know the signs; less energy, creaking joints, more trips to the doctor. There is another symptom I can’t recall – I was just thinking it… well, maybe I’ll remember by the time I’m done.
Even though I’m NOT old I have begun to make changes - take measures. For instance, I try to double up efforts. You know, doing two things at a time in order to conserve energy. One thing I do now is sleep while watching TV. I use the same technique while reading a book. Another great energy saving device is to have a drink on the deck while watching someone else mow the yard. It’s a wonderful way to get things done!
I find simple things more enjoyable these days. There’s nothing I like better than a nice stroll to my car for a drive to the mailbox. I know, I know I should leave the car parked and get some fresh air. So I’ve been toying with the idea of getting a golf cart. All my friends have one and highly recommend them. Most of them are old though so I may put off getting one for a while.
My mind is still a steel trap. A bit rusty, perhaps, but so what? No one else knows. I find if I keep my mouth shut and have a thoughtful look people just assume I’m having deep intellectual thoughts. It’s fun really. Younger people will dance around a subject all day wondering what it is I know. Fact-of-the-matter, I haven’t a clue what the subject even is. Nothing proves ignorance like opening your mouth.
And nothing brings on old age like admitting it. However, I sure don’t want to be young again. Not everyone has had this problem but I was really stupid when I was young. Just last year I did one of the most incredibly dumb things of my life. No, I’m not going to tell you what it was. See how much smarter I am? Suffice it to ask, do you really want to go back and fret about what you’re going to do with your life? Heck no! It’s a done deal. I am who I am. I sometimes wonder how different things would have been had I stayed in school or joined the military or married Heather. But of this I’m certain; it wouldn’t be any better – just different. And it’s been so nice, once I came to the realization, that I am not responsible for the outcome of world history. Now, I never mind sitting around a campfire with a friend or two or three solving all the world’s problems. That can sometimes be a quite lively activity. But in the end I sleep well knowing mankind’s course is unalterable; the wise and the foolish alike will look back and say – Holy Shit, I could have had the yellow golf cart!OK – If you slept through this it’s time to wake up and get on with it. Time is running out and there’s a lot of stuff to do! So get out there and find somebody to do it!