Showing posts with label growing older. Show all posts
Showing posts with label growing older. Show all posts

Saturday, December 20, 2008

I'm not old

Just older. But I'm also younger than I'll ever be. There. How's that for distorting the truth? I seem to be channeling my Grandmother these days. I make noises when I sit down, little grunts as I ease into a squatting position on the floor to brush the dogs or look under the furniture for lost cat toys. I didn't used to do that. Does it somehow help to get into a better position? I must be saying those noises wrong then 'cause they don't seem to help. And after staying in a position like that for a while, it's hard to straighten up again - at least not very quickly and not without some discomfort. Maybe I just need to drink more water. And if that doesn't work, I'll try wine.