Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Welcome to Geezerworld!

Yep, it's that time of year again. I'm another year older. I wasn't going to mention it, but since William already outed me on his blog, and there are birthday messages all over my Facebook page, I might as well 'fess up. Besides, since Collin was off the past two days, I don't have any new posts ready. (We have a new project in the works that will be unveiled in about a month...or two. Stay tuned!)


(Collin created this for me last night....)

Today, I am officially a fossil. The biggest advantage to being my age is that Indiana Jones is now looking for me. I hope he finds me soon. I left a trail!



Recently, a friend and I talked about all the things we don't have to deal with now that we're older. I don't color my hair anymore--let the gray come! I usually don't wear makeup--and when I do, it's just a little. I can't remember the last time I was "dressed up"--I live in T-shirts and shorts or jeans. I'm single, so I do what I want when I want, as long as Collin's available to go with me. (I can't go out alone. If I fall, I really can't get up again!)


I am, as I have been for the past thirty-one years, a full-time writer. I no longer write as fast as I used to, but I no longer have to adhere to deadlines. Yay! I try to blog twice a week, but that pretty much depends upon whether or not I feel I have something to say. Posting just for the sake of posting isn't my style. I've slowed down, but I'm okay with that. After all, I'm now eligible for Social Security!



I've grown up a little bit. My temper is no longer a problem--I still have one, but I'm better able to control it. I can walk away from idiots without responding to them, verbally or physically. (Now, William is the one who's always getting himself suspended from Facebook. I haven't even been reprimanded. So far. Maybe I'm not making enough of an effort....)

The downside? All of my "dates" are with doctors. My calendar currently includes notes about making appointments with my neurologist, a dermatologist, a physical therapist, a gynecologist...having a bone density test...complaining to the pharmacy about being overcharged for a prescription.... Fun, huh?


Walking isn't as easy as it used to be. I have to use a cane to get up and down from curbs, steps without handrails, and too often, when using public restrooms. Public transportation can be a hazardous undertaking. Some days, I'm lucky if I can even walk to our bathroom! Everything aches. I sleep way too much. My concentration isn't what it used to be. But memory loss, in certain instances, can be a good thing. There are people and events in my past that I would be happy to be able to forget!



I wanted to age the way my father did. At seventy-seven, just months before his death, he was still as sharp as ever. He could walk without any kind of assistance. And even though he smoked most of his life and went through a period of heavy drinking after retirement, he didn't have a trace of cancer. 

I, however, ended up following Mom's path. Sedentary most of her life, she ended up overweight, diabetic and with circulation issues. She had mini-strokes for a time before the first big one came. She had trouble walking even before the strokes. 

But you know what? I've realized I don't have to suffer Mom's fate. I can still make changes that will improve my quality of life. I can set a better example for Collin than Mom did for me.

Do I mind getting older? No. Okay, Most of the time, no. Except when I see the names of people  with whom I grew up in the newspaper. In the obituaries....


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    1. Most of my doctors are women. Not my type. :-(

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  2. The other day on my BBC News feed I read Cilla Black died at 72.
    I thought "Oh Gosh' I really loved her singing, I sang along with most of her songs. Then I thought 72 how could she get that old, I remember her so much younger just like me.
    Wait for it, Wait for it....... ... then the moment hit, we are the same age ! (almost).
    Oh My goodness !

    Happy Happy Happy Birthday, wear your flash button proudly !

    cheers, parsnip

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    1. I've had that kind of rude awakening!

      That button could direct air traffic in a heavy fog!

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  3. A very happy birthday to you!

    They test for bone density?

    My dad no doubt still looks at the obituaries... and marks beside the name of anyone who died younger than him.

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    1. I've=been using proton pump inhibitors for over twenty years. They tend to make bones brittle. But I have broken any limbs yet!

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  4. Happy birthday, Norma! May you have many more!

    And yes, one of the pitfalls of growing older is memory loss. I, too, wish I could remember the others!

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    1. At my age, there aren't that many more to be had!

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  5. Well, happy birthday anyway!

    I was at a fire today, and I had to knock off for a break in half the time I used to. We ain't none of us getting any younger.

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    1. Thanks, Mark!

      It takes me twice as long to walk to the bathroom these days....

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  6. Happy Birthday Norma!
    I've slowed down, but I'm not out for the count yet. Working on the yoga to keep me from becoming stiff--my chiropractor suggested it, and it seems to be working. Next year I turn 62. I'm hoping to slow down even more, as far as working anywhere.
    I remember the joke about memory. But my dad always said it was the other two things he forgot. But he never forgot anything.

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    1. I'm one year ahead of you, Lorelei. There will be a place for you in Geezerworld next year!

      I wish I had stuck with yoga. If I tried it now, I'd probably break something!

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  7. There's a sweet irony about getting older Norma, we have the knowledge, it's just hard to remember what it is :)

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  8. My vagina doctor is cute. I even had a drop dead gorgeous endocrinologist once. But my insurance screwed up me ever visiting him again.

    Anyway, I'll be 50 this year. I'm catching up to you. But I'm determined to still workout even if its for 20 minutes a day. And I'm still determined to do all the things I want to do. Mind over matter...I hope that works as I age.

    As for memory, I'm still going through menopause. I find that if I don't write something down, I forget all about it. And I get overwhelmed easily with all my writerly tasks, too. I'm considering Creativia for my new projects. I find that I can create with no problem. But marketing is an enormous mountain of time that I don't have since I work a full-time job. I like to sleep and am toast by 10 PM. Sometimes like you, I find it hard to wake up ....get up.

    Anyway, hugs and chocolate!

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    1. Marketing sucks!

      I think menopause killed my muse....

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  9. Gray hair is pretty. Happy Birthday Norma!

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    1. Thanks, Lynn! I was hoping it would go completely gray, but so far, it hasn't.

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