I’ve bits not functioning as designed
I’m falling apart
grey and decrepit.
Once I could run for buses,
No more.
I sit watch and await,
a miracle. (140 Characters)
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Morpethroad 
As another whose bits aren’t always working as designed anymore, I can relate. But hey, don’t they call these “the golden years”?
So they keep telling me despite my bits not getting the memo 😂
The mean thing about it is that no-one told me, I had to find it out for myself. At least you always get a seat on the bus or train and people even ask if they can help. My last London journey ever by plane was memorable. There I was walking up the stairs to the aircraft, stick in hand and suddenly a good looking young (they are all young to me) man in uniform took my arm and helped me on the way. Always look on the bright side.
What else can one do…thanks for that share..
I love it Michael. Aging is not for sissies. Strange though, how I don’t feel my age (ahem!) even though my bits keep trying to remind me. That and the lovely clerk at the diner who gives me the senior discount without my even asking for it! 😉
Yes its amazing how our brain loves to fool our body isn’t it….discounts without asking, wow, good for you.
Haha. I love your positive spin on my discounts. I didn’t feel it at the time. 😜
There has to be a nen
Benefit in being a senior
Thank you for clarifying. I was prepared to just go with it…nen.
Put it down to a senior moment 😂
Haha!
It will come !!! 😱😊
Yeah, pigs might fly too…lol…we are what we are willow and we have to make the best of what we have.
YUP … the only thing good about aging is the senior discounts.
I feel like I’m 20 but my body says, “No way, Jose” or something like that if I try to move at a pace faster than a snail. LOLOL
Great write …
Isadora 😎
Thanks Isadora, though I find it disconcerting when the snails slide past me on my walks… 🙂
😊
Well done–I relate! Recently while walking across the highway’s pedestrian crosswalk, I heard the sirens of approaching police/emergency vehicles. Everyone else (younger) sprinted to get across quickly. Cane in hand, I realized my sprinting days were long over…and hoped I wouldn’t get creamed by the vehicles which would have to come back and get me later.
Well you could say you were in the right place at the wrong time…lol
Something like that 🙂
I can’t figure out what that picture is of. Maybe I’m over tired… But I don’t know
Something old like the top of an old well?
Haha. Ok. So maybe nobody really knows but your answer gives a visual form for me to see context with now
All part of the friendly service. How was Grandma?
We blew off fireworks for her to watch last night. Gave her presents today. I made dinnee tonight. We had cake and balck cows today. I think she is having a good birthday
Sounds wonderful, hope you have enjoyed the long weekend.
I’m a teacher…the whole summer is one big long weekend!
oh of course you folk get a three month holiday don’t you….our longest was a five week break over the Christmas period…
Yeah. It’s roughly 10 weeks for teachers. Usually 11 for students. My job is super awful, though. I’m positive I’d be committed to a mental institution if I didn’t have these weeks off.
I worked in a school once where it was so easy to have a sick day, it was a place where survival was more the order of the day as opposed to teaching and learning. Though we did do some good things like plays and musicals.
There are so many responsibilities on my plate at work that it is impossible to fulfill them all. Not to mention, I’m only one person. They spread my studenta out in classes all over the building. I can only be in one spot at a time.
Maybe they forgot to tell you part of your job description was the ‘superman’ element.
I sympathise with you it does make it so difficult when you are sorting out one problem and at the other end of the building another crisis is happening.
It’s why you need a holiday. Take care of you.
I try
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Nice one, Michael! I like the way you made the picture a metaphor. Aging is something young people tend not to understand, as if it only happens to you if you let it. Husband discovered the other week that he was eligible for a seniors pass on the train. At first he was horrified, then decided he might as well profit from it and get one. The clerk didn’t believe him! Made him feel better, and he got a reduction once he was able to prove he really had just turned sixty 🙂
I have to say that upon retirement I received a letter from the Govt telling me I was eligible for a rail pass, $2.50 anywhere on trains, buses and ferries, its come in very handy.
You are right ageing is not something the young get, when I think about it I remember thinking in the 1960’s that by the year 2000 I would be 47 and it seemed so far away. Trouble is there’s no going back is there. Its push on or push off.
Just make sure you get your money’s worth out of that rail pass 🙂
Oh yes I do..
🙂