I Must Be Getting Older


I allowed the landscaped area in front of my house to become unkept during the winter months. I mean, why bother, right? Yesterday I began the process of getting things right and got to work on gardening in a serious way. I'm not certain how much time I put in, but I finished for the day by the middle of the afternoon. There is still plenty of work left for me and I plan to finish the work either tomorrow or Friday.


This morning I awoke and felt some soreness and aches. Nothing intense at all, but I really don't feel that yesterday's labor warrants today's discomfort. As I type this blog entry I find myself wishing that I could blame my accident injuries for today's discomfort, but the truth is that none of my accident injury "locations" are very much sore. It's the rest of me that feels discomfort.


So...this all has made me stop to think a little. What I think is that I'm becoming an old dude. It leaves me wondering how my body will handle all of the things that were damaged in the accident within the coming years. I don't guess that it will help me to think about it much, because life advances with or without our perrmission. Perhaps the aging process will magically stop for me, sort of the way that figure skating competitions end when I change the TV channel. Yeah. 

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