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‘For all the advances in medicine, there is still no cure for the common birthday.’ John Glenn.

31 Mar

Today is my birthday.  I am now 58.  I don’t feel 58.  Well—that’s not entirely true—some days I feel every bit of 58, but . . . in general . . . if I haven’t recently over-indulged in food . . . or drink . . . or had a sleepless night . . .  or done a solid four hours of weeding and pruning in the garden . . .

Okay . . . maybe I’ll qualify that.  What if I say my brain doesn’t feel like it’s 58? Hmmmmm . . . I’m not really sure that’s going to work either . . .

Last Sunday, while I was out mowing my front lawn, one of my elderly neighbours stopped by to chat.  Ronny is an ‘old soldier’ and as he knows I was in the army myself several centuries ago, he occasionally likes to ‘pull up a sandbag’ and reminisce. That day, however, while chatting, he asked a question which pulled me up short‘So, when was it that you were you based in Germany, Sal?’  A simple, straightforward questionand for the life of me I couldn’t answer it.  I mean, I remember being in Germany (my mind has not completely abandoned me . . . yet . . . ) but I couldn’t for the life of me remember what year I got there or when I left . . .

In my defence, and before you start giving me a hard time about my advancing years, I should point out that I have always been dreadful at remembering what-happened-when.   I also always think something happened much more recently than it actually did.  I reckon I would immediately become the number one suspect in any murder enquiry when the interviewing officer asks ‘ . . . and where were you on the morning of *insert any date here* ?’—because I wouldn’t have a bloody clue . . . )

Anyway, as it seems I can no longer completely rely on my body or my brain, perhaps I should say my ‘inner Sally’ doesn’t feel 58.  That might work My ‘inner Sally’ doesn’t feel any different than she did ten, twenty, or even thirty years ago.  (At least I don’t think she does,  but, you know, my brain . . .   If I can’t remember where she was 30 years ago, chances are I probably won’t remember how she felt either.  This is getting tricky . . . )

Seriously though, turning 58 honestly bothers me no more than turning 57 did. As a good friend of mine likes to (constantly) remind me‘any day above ground is a good day’and if adding another candle to my cake means getting a bigger cake, so be it.

It is probably just as well I have a sense of humour about these things anyway. Last week it was gleefully (a little too gleefully I thought) pointed out to me that soon I would be able to tell people I was ‘no longer middle-aged’.   WTF!   Me? Middle-aged?  I don’t mind owning up be being 58, but who said anything about being middle-aged?  I want to see the proof . . .

 ‘Sure-fire signs you’re in the throes of middle-age

Losing touch with everyday technology such as tablets and TVs

(I have a computer, tablet, kindle, TV and mobile phone.  Okay the mobile is kaput and I haven’t replaced it yet, but I do have one . . . )

Feeling stiff, groaning when you bend down, talking a lot about your joints / ailments
(Not so very much.  Honest.  And I mostly only mention it to the dogs . . . )

Needing an afternoon nap
(Hardly ever . . .  except maybe after a particularly taxing morning, or a workout, or mowing the lawn, or an extra-late night . . . )

Thinking policemen / teachers / doctors all look really young
( . . . and, hopefully, cute . . . )

Choosing clothes and shoes for comfort rather than style
(Sniff.  I like to think I still have some style even if my heels are becoming slightly lower . . .)

Forgetting people’s names
(I’m sorry—who are you?)

Booking on to a cruise
(Not yet, but I have friends who have . . . you know who you are . . .)

Misplacing your glasses / bag / car keys etc.
(Okay.  Possibly.  Sometimes.)

Complaining about the rubbish on television these days
(Well.  Seriously.  There really is a lot of crappy TV out there.)

Gasping for a cup of tea

(How is this a middle-aged thing?)

When you can’t lose six pounds in two days any more
(What do they mean ‘any more’?)

Falling asleep after one glass of wine
(It’s a BIG glass)

When you know your alcohol limit
(see above)

Post Script:

As far as I can see the list above proves nothing.

You will note that nowhere . . .  no.where . . .  does it mention the number 58 . . .

 
15 Comments

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15 responses to “‘For all the advances in medicine, there is still no cure for the common birthday.’ John Glenn.

  1. S. A. Young

    March 31, 2017 at 8:31 am

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY SALLY! 😀

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    • sallyinthehaven

      March 31, 2017 at 9:40 am

      Thank you very much! 🙂

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  2. Anonymous

    March 31, 2017 at 8:55 am

    Happy birthday Skip! Middle aged??? We haven’t reached grown up yet!

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    • sallyinthehaven

      March 31, 2017 at 9:43 am

      Peter Pan had the right idea . . . 🙂

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  3. Anonymous

    March 31, 2017 at 8:55 am

    That wasn’t anonymous, it was Lizzie moo!

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    • sallyinthehaven

      March 31, 2017 at 9:43 am

      Hi Lizzie moo!!

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  4. Joneen Troup

    March 31, 2017 at 11:42 am

    58 is a great age. Take it from someone already there. Now 60 not so far away mmmm. Keep up those fab high heels 👠 Sal

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    • sallyinthehaven

      March 31, 2017 at 11:58 am

      I will do my very best. 🙂

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  5. C. C. Cedras

    March 31, 2017 at 12:37 pm

    🎉🎉🎉🎉🍾🍾🍾🍾 A very happy birthday, dear!! 💞💞💞💞

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    • C. C. Cedras

      March 31, 2017 at 1:05 pm

      Let me add, as I am still older than you, that this denial thing continues. Enjoy!

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      • sallyinthehaven

        April 1, 2017 at 7:45 am

        Denial is underrated . . . 🙂

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    • sallyinthehaven

      April 1, 2017 at 7:44 am

      Thank you!

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  6. Anonymous

    March 31, 2017 at 8:07 pm

    happy birthday Skip, body may say 58 but the mind says 21!! xx

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    • sallyinthehaven

      April 1, 2017 at 7:45 am

      Absolutely! 🙂

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  7. stevetalbot51

    April 1, 2017 at 4:59 pm

    Well birthday girl, we are older than you so we’re allowed to go on cruises 🙂

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