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Saturday, March 7, 2015

Top Ten List...You Know When You Are Getting Old

Spring Break Is Over-Top Ten List

Spring Break is officially over and I would like to say that I think it should be extended to at least Wednesday.  Spring Break flew by and I really didn't get to enjoy it the way I wanted to.  Therefore, I wish the powers that be would extend it just for me.  However, I also know it wouldn't just be for me because I am sure that there are hundreds or even thousands of teachers and students who would agree with me.  The weather has been spectacular this week.  I loved every minute of it!

Having said that, I have been thinking a lot, because I actually have a little time to do that.  I have been thinking a lot about my mortality.  It's not so much that I have pondering my mortality but that my body has been reminding me of my age and it's limitations.  So I have come a very serious conclusion and it is that I am getting old!  Older than the hills, but not older than the Alamo, which I just visited this week.  All signs point South for me.  I could say North for the winter but South seems more appropriate.  I really depends on how you look at it. The most important thing to take away is the signs(Beware of the Ides of March) are pointing toward my oldness and there's no U-turn in sight.  So as I was standing in line at Fiesta Texas with teenage daughter and two teenage nephews, I thought of David Letterman.  Yes, David Letterman and his top ten list.  He's getting up there in age too and I am sure he could contribute to my list from my Spring Break.  So here goes:

Maureen's Top 10 List 
You know you are getting OLD when....
(Based on my Spring Break '13 Trip with my family.)


  1. Going to amusement parks is not amusing anymore.  I hate lines!  I hate looking at them, standing in them and being surrounded by lines!
  2. Knowing where a restroom is at all times is very important to my health.  When you gotta go, you gotta go and I don't seem to have the intestinal fortitude that I used to have.  It's just a fact.
  3. Walking up flights of stairs at the Drury Plaza River Walk is not an option.  When the elevator isn't working, it might take me days to get up to the 18th floor. (Part is my oldness and the other part is Sarcoidosis of the Lungs)
  4. Getting in an elevator and having an adult push all the buttons isn't very funny.  I have to get out before I get motion sickness.  NOT Funny! I have no patience for stupidity!
  5. Going to a wax museum and not recognizing the new Popular peeps can be somewhat embarrasing.  That is a sure sign that I am old.  I had to have my daughter explain who some of these people were.  I was happy to see Denzel, Abraham Lincoln, the Dinosaurs, and Oprah there.  I could relate to them.
  6. Listening to my daughter and nephews put out these new terms such as hipster and naming some groups and bands who I have never heard of shows off my OLDNESS.  Who are these New Kids on the Block anyway?  No, I mean One Direction, Justin Beaver or 5th Harmony?   I had to ask them to be my WIKIPEDIA!  OLD!
  7. After walking all day at Fiesta Texas, I took solace in getting to my car, to find out I forgot completely where we parked.  The youngins didn't pay attention either, but that par for the course for 15 year olds..  My excuse?  None.  We wondered around for a little while and found our Toyota Oasis. This happens not just at Fiesta Texas, but at Kroger's too.
  8. Walking on the River Walk to the Towers and back and begging for a reprieve is a major sign of LOW E (Energy).  I needed my rest before we moved on. Just sitting on a park bench can be my Five Hour Energy boost, without all the crazy side effects. Well, sort of.
  9. Getting up from my brief reprieve and hearing every muscle in my body scream at me at once, is nothing short of Over-the-hill-ness! All I needed was a portable heating pad and 5 bottles of ICEY HOT.  Ouch!
  10. Wanting to savor my morning coffee at the Drury, before my daughter and nephews ran to the pool, is a sure sign of OLD AGE. Why can't they just chill and enjoy life? Why does everything have to be a sprint? I only ask to walk at a snail's pace and sit and enjoy my coffee.  My idea of a great morning is having my cup of coffee or iced tea and watching the baby ducks swim on the Rio San Antonio.  The teenagers, who are bored at all times, even when they are doing something they like, can't sit still.  I'm ancient.  I want to sit still and smell the roses or my coffee, whichever comes first.  Why be in such a hurry?  Just chill! Life moves on.

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