This week was my 71st birthday. I now realize why so many really old people say (unasked), "I'm 95 years old" or something to that effect. It's because they can't believe it themselves. That's how I feel. 71??? Really???
Where does the time go? Of course we know where it goes. It goes to the passing of class after class after class... passing through grammar school, high school, college, and then some. Then there's working and raising a family... and before we know it, the kids are grown - and suddenly - we're old! (What's that song out not long ago... "Don't blink"... how true)
They say that getting old is not for sissies... and it's not, but it does has it's compensations. Grandkids are one! Retirement is another. With luck and a little health, old age really isn't so bad. It's a bit scary sometimes... knowing that as the lyrics to that PBS show, "New Tricks" says, "we're getting to the end of the day".
But I love having adult relationships with my grown kids and I love spending time with my grandkids. I also enjoy waking up whenever I want to, spending the day as I see fit, and although finances and health play a bigger part these days, all in all, we can't complain.
That was just a short rant. Please ignore it.
On to other things:
Bought a cross-cut paper shredder this week. Have been shredding away years of papers stuffed away in boxes. One more day of shredding should do it. (I don't want my kids to have to go through 50 years of paperwork.)
|Tux under my desk helping me shred|
And my compensation after a day of de-cluttering and shredding...
|a few moments of tea and mystery|
And when I get a minute to check on the outside ferals...
The view from my kitchen window is a constant source of entertainment. There are times when the yard seems totally vacant, and then the next.... they seem to pop out and are everywhere !
These young coons and their mother also use what we call "the magic rabbit hole". It's their tunnel (as well as the ferals and other critters) from the creek into our yard. And have a baby possum that visits nightly in the front... haven't gotten a pic of him yet since he comes when it's dark, but I'll keep trying.
Have a great week! This coming week is DH's birthday (yes, we're only 9 days apart) so our adventure (such as it is) continues...