You know you’re getting old when… #2

Michele — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 02:00:02 +0000

When I was younger- teenish to 20ish- I sometimes wondered what my life would be like when I got older. (Of course back then I thought 40 was ancient). I never really thought about getting to the age I am now. Anyway, I always assumed I’d have a nicer house then my folks did. (The house I grew up in was fine, but small). I had the big house for 14 years, got rid of it 2.5 years ago. I am so much happier now. I always assumed that I’d never have any money worries because my husband and I would have “real” jobs. (My dad was self-employed). Usually things were fine when I was growing up. However there were some leaner periods when customers paid slowly. And here I am now, having been self-employed for 20 years. Our financial world the last 20 years has looked like an EKG- up and down and up and down.; the penthouse or the outhouse.

It’s funny how things turn out, so very different than how you always thought they would be. I always thought I’d have a big white wedding. I think most girls who grew up in the 50′s and 60′s thought the very same thing. (Instead I got married wearing a purple leotard in front of a J.P.). It’s funny what makes me happy now. Never in my wildest years did I think one phone call from a non-family member could make me smile so much. (Winning the lottery, excepted of course).

You know what my phone call was? I got all my lab results back and they were great! Everything was in the good range, with my triglycerides at 54. Only 54! I was thrilled. You would’ve thought I’d won the lottery. I never even thought about my “blood profile” until I hit 50. Sorry, that’s wrong. I did when I was pregnant. Other than those times though I never gave it a second thought.

I told Brett my good news. He looked at me like the RCA dog. I’m happy to report however at this time, I’ve still been able to hold complete decrepitude at bay. I have yet to take pleasure at having a successful “movement”. I truly believe that when one finds joy in that, (other than while recovering from a stomach bug), that you’ve slipped in the Twilight Zone. If I keep doing this blog long enough, I may well get to that point.

Anyway, as Scarlett says, “Tomorrow is another day.” I’m hoping for something a little more mainstream to make me smile me tomorrow. (Nothing medical, at least). Winning the lottery would do it. Of course, it’s only at 5 million now, so I’d have to be frugal, but I guess I could handle that. I’ll let you know if I win. Today’s trivia answer- Fear of or contempt for women.

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You know you’re getting old when… #2