I’m 76. I feel your pain, and mine and everyone’s over 75. Rolling out of bed in the morning and walking into the kitchen to make coffee is an exercise in hoping that the creakiness doesn’t break something or at least feel like it.
yeah, that does sum it up.
I totally have a favorite spatula! How did that get on the list. Yes on all points. I’m getting old
Some of us have a favorite spoon, mine is a John Deere fork and some even have favorite boxes…
My mother’s family was already dead broke when the Great Depression started, so they were a few steps ahead of everyone else and prospered. Mother could squeeze a dime into fifteen cents and one of her proclivities was, she found it difficult to throw away a good box, because you never know when you’d need one.
And because I learned at her feet, I find that difficult as well.
I’m “only” 69, but it all still applies.
If you wake up in the morning and don’t feel any pain, you know you died during the night.
I’m 77…..it gets worse.
Right behind ya.
I’m 76. I feel your pain, and mine and everyone’s over 75. Rolling out of bed in the morning and walking into the kitchen to make coffee is an exercise in hoping that the creakiness doesn’t break something or at least feel like it.
yeah, that does sum it up.
I totally have a favorite spatula! How did that get on the list. Yes on all points. I’m getting old
Some of us have a favorite spoon, mine is a John Deere fork and some even have favorite boxes…
My mother’s family was already dead broke when the Great Depression started, so they were a few steps ahead of everyone else and prospered. Mother could squeeze a dime into fifteen cents and one of her proclivities was, she found it difficult to throw away a good box, because you never know when you’d need one.
And because I learned at her feet, I find that difficult as well.
I’m “only” 69, but it all still applies.
If you wake up in the morning and don’t feel any pain, you know you died during the night.
Can’t, I refused to grow up