This is how you really know you are mortal:
1. You wake up to find a patch of stinging rough skin on your right eyelid, a phenomenon you have never experienced before and which gives you a clear idea of how at least one eye will look if you make it to 80.
2. You have to look up the spelling of "apropos," a word you could spell in your 30s with your hands tied behind your back and in a drunken stupor.
3. You discover you enjoy something like Sudoku.
4. Your friends discover they enjoy knitting.
5. You discover you can enjoy something like Sudoku only when you work with a pencil.
6. You schedule more doctor's appointments in a single month than you have in the previous decade of your life, appointments where the doctors sigh and shake their heads and prescribe either Vitamin E, back-strengthening exercises or stool softeners.
12 comments:
LK--This sounds too depressing--especially the last one! LOL. Now I have personally liked needlework since I was in college, though I have yet to learn how to knit. I want to--there are lots of hip, younger, and hip older women that knit!! My biggest problem--I forget everything lately. I have missed or been late to I'm not sure how many meetings at work in the last week. I have had to resort to making big signs for myself and taping them to my printer!!
Ugh, doesn't sound too fun, except for the Sudoku (I ALWAYS use a pencil) and the knitting! Hope things start looking up for you soon!
Leave the knitting alone. I've been knitting since I was six. I have knitted exciting underwear.
Take care of yourself.
Lk, I can't knit and probably never will be able to, and I can't do sudoko (I'm hopeless with numbers). But I now detest snow and find it a pain in the neck rather than romantic, and heaven for me is an early night with a book on tape....
I just yesterday discovered the joys of online sudoku as a procrastination measure. Sigh.
Hey, I like Sudoku! But I have a very logical thought process, so Sudoku is like crack to me. Just TRY and tear my "Sudoku for Dummies" book out of my hands!
"Sudoku for Dummies"? Er. Did I just admit that? I mean. Ah, forget it.
I used to sew. I don't anymore.
I used to like Sudoku. I don't anymore.
I used to be ill most winters. I am not anymore.
I used to have eye and nose allergies. I don't have anymore.
I used to love fine stationery. I don't anymore.
What I am trying to say is that there is probably still time for you to grow out of these six immature things ;-)
I used to be ironic.
I'm still ironic.
I don't think I will plan to grow out of irony any time soon.
Oh oh oh, I get that inexplicable rough patch of skin on the eyelid...what the h%%% is that? I've noticed, closing in on thirty, random things like neck pain crop up more than they have previously, as has the desire, on friday night, to get in bed early with a book and MAYBE a couple glasses of wine. How times change!
I'm not sure I've ever been young ...
Dorothy, you're an old soul...:)
As far as I can see, each of the 5 points are reversible... does that mean we're sometimes mortal, sometimes immortal? :)
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