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You know you are getting older when you set the alarm clock on New Years Eve to awaken you when the ball in Times Square is beginning to drop.

And when the alarm starts ringing, you turn it off, having forgotten why you set it in the first place.

When you have to check what year it is when you're signing something, and you still get it wrong!

When it's 8pm and you are fighting to stay awake after watching a Pixar movie and it's New Years Eve!

When you opt to stay in on New Years because you are both too tired to get changed, let alone drive somewhere! :) we will be spending ours at home, safe n sound :)

When you are asked for ID at the grocery and you have no idea why, because you forgot that you bought wine. (Then you are so happy to have been "carded" at your age.)

For me, I realized I am getting older when my plans to go out for the evening include a nap and perhaps an energy drink afterwards!

you're not as nice as you used to be

you have to take a nap to be sure you can be awake at midnight to ring in the New Year

your tolerance level for crap is zero

when u have to pee--u have to pee NOW!!!

When you and your partner work in stretching and warming up with your foreplay.

When you are looking at the clock and think only 1 hour and 7 minutes to Happy New Year!

Happy New Year East Coast!

When two drinks has me staggering! Happy New Years everyone!

When you'd rather curl up in blankets , watch what some folks seem to NOW enjoy call a Classic, than dress up and paint the town Pink with ur Buddiez......

When you fall asleep in your armchair either reading a book, or watching tv and you wake yourself up snoring really loudly ... and usually confused about what sound it was that you heard :|

Babes you date make a point to tell you that they "don't think age matters."

Sometimes age doesn't matter....hmmm?

The older I get the less bullshit I'm willing to tolerate. Simple as that.

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Originally Posted by SweetJane (Post 500929)

Sometimes age doesn't matter....hmmm?

If they need to make that point, then it matters--at least to them. Or so goes my reasoning....

:poc-bleah:

Wearing my own shoes

When I was younger, I never fit in. I used to be quite bothered by that. I was a very shy kid, whose family was gossiped about quite a bit. We lived in a very small community, and we were not Catholic or Ukranian. Tsk tsk!! :) I grew up feeling inadequate because I was an outsider, the outcast.

As I got older I started to see the larger picture, and where our tribe sits in that framework. In today's world, that means sorting through all the cultural pressures brought to bear on women, men, and those not wholly in either camp. I became more comfortable with who I am and what I am all about. Or well, starting to figure out what I am all about.

I realized you can't see that clearly unless you are outside of society, and stepping outside is not something done lightly...because you can't go back. Growing up I saw many things that outraged me, made me profoundly uncomfortable, and after that the shoes of "normal" never fit again. It is a "higher" perspective - not in the sense of being more morally elevated, but in the sense of being someone perched in a high place, seeing farther, looking at the people walking down the narrow road and seeing only what is in front of them, and knowing what is coming before they do.

As I get older I am much more comfortable being outside. Much more comfortable looking for what others do not see. Looking deeply into myself and helping others do the same, but only when asked to. When I was younger I wanted everyone to come to my "house". Slowly, I understood that the only people who come are those who follow their own lead to get there.

As I age I keep my grandmother's wise counsel - "save your breath to cool your porridge". I had to learn what she meant. I don't offer my opinion much anymore. Unless I am asked. I am very comfortable in these shoes. And that was no easy accomplishment.

Getting older...

When you bend down to tie your shoe...and look around for whatever else you can do while you are down there.

When the first significant snow of the season hits and instead of keeping track of the deteriorating conditions and plotting your shoveling strategy, you check the forecast for the next warm up.....sunny tomorrow....good.....50's on Monday.....even better.......if the snow is still there on Tuesday......I'll deal with it.