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Discussion in 'Et Cetera, Et Cetera' started by earllogjam, Jun 12, 2011.
It should but it's not.
I'm getting easier.....
some days it's yes, some days it's no. I wasn't good at math in school so I can't tell you the average.
life is but the body
is starting to suck
"Why am I soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard?"
"You Can Call Me Al"
It's not really a yes or no question for me but here are my thoughts... Financially life is easier but other aspects of life have not been more difficult but rather different.
After a certain age it's more difficult to forge close friendships because you don't have the luxury of long term shared experiences.
I'm in excellent health but it's difficult to see friends who are not and struggling with health issues.
I'm semi-retired and working at something that I really enjoy and have more free time to pursue things I love doing. So in giving it some thought I guess my life is easier... It just takes longer to get the motor running on certain mornings!
Learning how to handle things better, and deal with (or manage/plan) whatever happens to me.
More complicated in some ways - but not so many ups and downs thankfully.
You get to have more control over your life, but that doesn't mean you can always have things your own way.
No...it grows more and more complicated. When I was young, I ran on assumptions and had no fear. Now that I'm older, I'm much more guarded and (sadly) jaded.
The brown hair has turned to gray, my balls now hang lower than my dick; when I go to bed at night, there are so many spare parts on the bed-side table there is no room for a lamp.
The trials and tribulations of my youth are far behind me now and just a memory. Growing old with the man I love has made the journey an easy one.
"Life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer you get to the end, the faster it goes".
Much the same here.:frown1:
I think I handle things with less stress now.
And I think I let things go, including issues I have with myself, more easily.
The problems that I am working on seem less serious and I have more of a handle on them than I did on the problems of my youth.
But I don't find myself all that much more satisfied.
Partly it's just the sure knowledge that the conveyor belt won't run forever, and it's been running for a fairly long period already.
And am I where I thought I would be?
Doesn't a conveyor double back and start again where it finishes? Is that analogous to living the same day over and over again?
At Burger King you can! BTW -I love Daria.
The conveyor belt probably does double back, but we don't get to ride it that long.
Several seconds to 122 years, give or take ... that's the time our ticket buys.
Personally, I am hating every minute of getting older. The body isn't eternal. I've had parts removed, some replaced, and some I'm having to learn to deal with.
Financially, it sucks only because I can't do what I want when I want. I now have to plan ahead. Most of my life it wasn't that way. I could do what I wanted, when I wanted. But, a long, lingering illness of my partner, (20 years) saw the end of the retirement planning. Now my own medical needs limit what I can do when I want to do it. I have to plan my trips and activities around doctor appointments, for instance, and I have a fairly rigorous schedule that I must be adhere to. (chemo is but one instance - and that's on an indefinite schedule - until I drop)
However, I've learned what's important as I've aged. There's really very little that gets my "I give a shit" meter running. I can enjoy things I enjoy with complete abandon now. I really don't care what anyone thinks. I'm not rude (I can't handle that), I'm not egotistical (another trait that I ignore in others...it's their character flaw, not mine), I'm not self centered. In fact, I find myself much more interested in helping others than ever before.
I think I've become a much better person as I've mellowed. I've come to realize that every day is an incredibly wonderful opportunity to express genuine love and kindness to those around me. LOL. It sounds as if I've just about perfected myself in my old age, I know. I haven't. But life's much more fun, even if I don't have all the financial security I had planned for. I was fortunate to have it so that when it was really needed, it was there. Now, I don't need it much. I haven't got much. But I'm enjoying every minute of my life, something that I didn't think about when I was younger. I missed out on a lot, but I'm making up for it in so many ways now that I didn't even visualize before.
So, what was the original question? Is life getting easier for me as I get older? Not easier, but better in so many ways.
True that my man
It's a trade-off. I know more what I'm doing but can't remember why.