60somethingyearsold and i'm getting grumpy just like my parents. dontchaknow it's because of my parents! they can say i'm just like them now but i'm pretty sure i'm not. on a good day and twice on Mondays... underneath i'm still an optimist but it's taking a bigger shovel somedays to get there to find it. we can still laugh and that helps a lot. i used to tell Mom that if ever certain things happen to just hit me over the head with a shovel. i don't say that any more, she might do it... <-- more humor... mebbe... *wink wink*
I'm still in my 40's but I definitely have a clearer perception of the passage of time than I ever have, in a disconcerting way too. It makes me feel like I'm on a ship and I should throw overboard as much goods on the ship as I can so that the passing of time can slow down a bit; the purging of goods from the ship being an attempt to simplify my life - less stuff, less projects, more empty, open space in the house and a clearer schedule. This summer has contained too many projects to live up to that goal, but overall I do think I'm making headway in the simplification process.
Growing old doesn’t bother me one bit. I like my birthdays. Next one will be #70. I want a party! I’m going forward full steam ahead until I can’t go anymore. Shooting for 105!
Most of my friends, DH, and many relatives are all dead now, so joining them doesn't seem such a bad prospect. I want to avoid leaving any homeless pets in my wake when I go, and I definitely plan to avoid becoming victim to the medical industrial complex by ending up in a nursing home without any personal autonomy and/or losing all my resources to medical bankruptcy. At 74 yrs I am basically crowbait, but still have a few years ahead that I plan to spend in the realm of the living.