Advantages of Aging.
Top Ten Advantages of Aging
10. Your clothes have come back in style . . . TWICE!
9. You can no longer be cut down in your prime.
8. There is nothing left to learn the hard way.
7. Plenty of time to catch up on your reading . . . in the bathroom.
6. In any hostage situation, you’ll probably be released first.
5. You repeat yourself without knowing it.
4. You’re allowed to take a nap to get ready for bed.
3. You repeat yourself without knowing it.
2. You’ve made a lot of good memories . . . even if you can’t remember them.
And the number one advantage to getting older . . . it beats the alternative!
Found this little list of advantages to getting older on FB and decided it needed to be remembered—especially by my oldest child who often reminds me that he has already heard something in my little repertoire of detailed living. You all know, of course, that each of us lives life by the detail, not by the day, week, month, or any other measure of time. It is just the details that end up measuring our thoughts or sometimes our actions. Leaving this with you on the blog in case you need a reminder.
Got up and let the hens out and fed them. Came back in and stripped the bed and put clean sheets on it. Put those on to wash in the machine and started in on the floors. The mud and the crud just accumulate so quickly! Then decided the kitchen needed extra attention and scrubbed the sides of the stove, the dishwasher, the front of the fridge, and top of the freezer. Got that done to my satisfaction and took the drapes down in the living room and washed them. Now the old woman is one tired old hen! Maybe this will help me sleep tonight. The dogs kept getting me up last night. A possum was trying to get in the hen house. Thompson made it climb the fence in the back, but he got his exercise in barking and jumping before he finally came back inside.
Tomorrow is supposed to be a pretty day. Will go get feed again and move the bins inside the coop. Have enough lay pellets, but they like the scratch early in the morning. Not spoiled or anything.
Jennifer’s guests from West Virginia are supposed to return back East on Monday. The weather between here and there has not been all that great and may cause some flight delays. Let us hope that these two old folks can get back home safely and without any problems.
Got tickled at a text from Jenn today. She asked me if it had occurred to me that she had not asked any questions about the dressing this year. She said other than the celery being a bit crunchy, it turned out perfect—taste and texture! So glad. Don’t like mine runny glop or as hard as my first pan of biscuits.
Read a pretty good book last night. It is called “Black Dogs Don’t Paint.” If you are familiar, Churchill called his depression the black dog. Anyway, it was a thought-provoking book. Think it was the first by this author, too.
Really don’t know much this evening. The work has been taken care of for today except putting the hens up for the night and filling one water bowl, so will leave you with a feeling that we all should just be so very thankful if we can move around and do what we need to do. God gave us a wonderful body to use wisely. Some of us are just a wee bit wild in thoughts or actions, but eventually we slow down and appreciate what we have. Let us ask for peace—for ourselves and others and for this world.
Rest well, my friends. You are loved.
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