Experimenting with new things in old age
Let me say, I am astounded. Today is my 91st birthday. It makes me tired to think about it. Just joking. It’s really quite wonderful to still be around and observe all that goes on around me without having to get too involved. I play up the old, helpless bit pretty good too.
I’m my usual busy self with a variety of activities that keep me hopping. But I don’t hop quite so high these days. I sat down to read the paper yesterday and woke up an hour later. That’s a new wrinkle, but I’ve adjusted to all the changes and have decided when such things happen I’ll just be thankful for the nap, and that I woke up.