Yesterday.. the weather cleared and I was able to go outside and split wood the old fashioned way, with a couple wood splitter mauls. Well.. I split 7 good size oak rounds, enough to last a week, I hope. The problem.. I wake up this morning my left shoulder aches and when I get out of bed I'm bent over for a few minutes because my backs sore. Damn .. this creeping old age stuff ... well it sucks...... ------------------------------- You Know You're Getting Old When... Your joints are more accurate than the National Weather Service. Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off. Your back goes out more than you do. The twinkle in your eye is only the reflection of the sun on your bifocals. You feel like the morning after when you haven't been anywhere the night before. You finally got your head together, now your body is falling apart. Your supply of brain cells is finally down to a manageable size. You don't care where your wife goes, just so you don't have to go along. It takes twice as long to look half as good. Many of your co-workers were born the same year that you got your last promotion. People call at 9 PM and ask, "Did I wake you?" You can live without sex but not without glasses. The clothes you've put away until they come back in style... have come back in style. You look forward to a dull evening. Your mind makes contracts your body can't keep. The pharmacist has become your new best friend. There's nothing left to learn the hard way. You come to the conclusion that your worst enemy is gravity. You start video taping daytime game shows. You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no matter who walks into the room. You wake up, looking like your driver's license picture. Happy hour is a nap. You begin every other sentence with, "Nowadays..." You constantly talk about the price of gasoline. You don't remember when your wild oats turned to shredded wheat. You sing along with the elevator music. You are proud of your lawn mower. Getting lucky means you find your car in the parking lot. The little gray-haired lady you help across the street is your wife. Your idea of weight lifting is standing up. Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either. Your ears are hairier than your head. You have a party and the neighbors don't even realize it. It takes longer to rest than it did to get tired. You talk about "good grass" and you're referring to someone's lawn. The end of your tie doesn't come anywhere near the top of your pants. You give up all your bad habits and you still don't feel good. Your childhood toys are now in a museum. You can't remember the last time you laid on the floor to watch television. You confuse having a clear conscience with having a bad memory. You frequently find yourself telling people what a loaf of bread USED to cost. You know all the answers, but nobody asks you the questions. You enjoy hearing about other people's operations. You got cable for the weather channel. Old Folks MTV! Your new easy chair has more options than your car. Your little black book only contains names ending in M.D. Everything hurts and what doesn't hurt, doesn't work. You find yourself beginning to like accordion music. You have too much room in the house and not enough in the medicine cabinet "Getting a little action" means you don't need to take a laxative. Conversations with people your own age often turn into "dueling ailments." You buy a compass for the dash of your car. You take a metal detector to the beach. The car that you bought brand new becomes an antique. You are cautioned to slow down by the doctor instead of by the police. You realize that caution is the only thing you care to exercise. You don't remember being absentminded. You have more patience; but actually, it's just that you don't care any more. Your memory is shorter and your complaining is longer. You tip more and carry less. You read more and remember less. Younger women start opening doors for you. You begin to become invisible in the dating and mating game. The highway patrol sigh or shake their heads but don't give you a ticket. You scout for a warmer place to spend the long, cold winters. You are no longer 'promising'. Younger men ask you for advice. You work on your short game. Youthful injuries return with a vengeance. Youthful indiscretions harden into bad habits. You shop for health insurance the way you once shopped for a new car. A 'late night' now ends at 11 pm. You develop a knack for wearing hats. You know you're getting older, memory lane & aging trivia.