....when your hands hurt bad from arthritis, that when you hug and cuddle with your puppies, that their warmth feels really good and you use them for a "hot rock" ...

You know your getting older
 

When they tear down the house you grew up in

I had to hire two young women to climb into my display window to do my shop display. I have done it twice myself and each time, thought I was going to fall out of it! So, they are coming by on Saturday to redo my window..and put lights up in it.

aging "gracefully"
 

I can see little gray hairs. Not a lot, a couple, and they catch the light just right in the bathroom so I can see them. I thought they were blonde at first (was born blonde and hair changed to brown when I moved up from the south to the north).

Awkwardness- getting gray hairs but still getting zits. Really?

That and sometimes I do look in the mirror, and in the corner of my eye, I can see my dad's face in the reflection, what I remember him looking like when I was growing up.

Other than that, this sense of planning for the future, checking retirement accounts/401K, realizing I've "owned" my home for 8 years now, seeing my parents age, visiting my aunt in assisted living.

When you have a tube of BenGay on your bedside table instead of the lube....:shocking:....:cheesy:

For years, I was a non-stop bottle of endless energy.
Not so much anymore for me now.

I spend my days sometimes in bed, when I can.
It feels good to just not do anything but read a good book
or take a nap or just be. On other days, when I have boundless
energy? I'm slower about using up all my energy.

:)

How do I know I'm getting older?
 

My son turned 21 today.








Butch

Last year, I was working as a cashier at a grocery store and a 17-year-old girl asked me how old I was. I told her and she declared brightly; "Wow! You're my mommy's age!" *headdesk* Yup. I'm getting older.

How do you know...
 

When I look into the mirror and don't recognize the older person looking back at me.

I played soccer 3-4 times a week, but hurt my hip a few months ago.
Healing takes much longer now.

When my joints squeak ..... :blink:

Hanging out with friends you have know since you were fifteen at a goth club, and don't get home until 4:30 in the morning, and then, you wake up six hours later and feel like you were hit by the hangover demon even though you didn't drink. smh

I hear my voice and reflect on how it used to sound now I'm much harsher, not the gentle sweet flow of words of yester years either now the words are hauntings of the burdens my heart has endured. then the ever present aches and pains and even tho I do it and probably shouldn't my arms are getting icky ,lol I can see the signs in my skin...........ewwwwwwww so much evilness in aging,lol but i will not cover them it's too hot !!!
:seeingstars:

also I no longer have the patience of a saint,lol

..... when some decades are better than others.