It Sneaks up on you!

Have you ever been just going along, minding your own business when this whole aging business just comes by and slaps you upside the head? Sure, you might notice a gray hair here or there, an extra wrinkle or lump or whatever...usually it's gradual....but there are those days where it just sort of sneaks up on you and bites. Ouch. I had one of those days yesterday.

It was time for my yearly eye exam. I've been sort of coasting along with very little or no change for a long time, until this last year. Little by little I was noticing that I needed, ummm, longer arms to read things. That reading with my contacts in wasn't quite working. But it wasn't that bad was it? Or was it. I knew that I was in trouble when the Optometrist met me in the lobby and she looked like she was about 12. When did everyone get so young? She couldn't possibly be out of school. Isn't that one of the signs of aging, everyone looking young? Anyway, we discussed my vision during my exam and she gave me a few options. Stronger contacts with reading glasses (blah), a near sighted contact in one eye and a far sighted contact in the other (doesn't that sound nice?) or the brand new latest and greatest bi-focal contact lenses. WHAT? So the idea is sort of settling into my head...and then she says "oh, this is great, these are brand new, we just got them this month, and you would be my guinea pig." Nice. I suppose their feedback isn't so good from a cadaver so they use the next best thing....me. So, I'm trying them out....being a good little guinea pig for the punk eye doctor. Nice.

So to make me feel better I bought myself some roses. They are pink aren't they?

I tried to get the pictures in focus but I just can't tell anymore. This getting old stuff isn't for the wimpy. Last week a friend sent me an email about having A.A.A.D.D. I think I have it too. It's sort of long...but if it describes your symptoms, you might enjoy it. Here ya go.

A.A.A.D.D.

KNOW THE SYMPTOMS.....PLEASE READ!

Thank goodness there's a name for this disorder. Somehow I feel better even though I have it!!Recently, I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D. - Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.This is how it manifests: I decide to water my garden. As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide it needs washing. As I start toward the garage, I notice mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier. I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car. I lay my car keys on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full. So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first. But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first. I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only one check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke I'd been drinking. I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over.

The Coke is getting warm, and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold. As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need water. I put the Coke on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning. I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers. I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table. I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I'll be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers. I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor. So, I set the remote back on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill. Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do. At the end of the day: the car isn't washed, the bills aren't paid, there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter, the flowers don't have enough water, there is still only 1 check in my check book, I can't find the remote, I can't find my glasses, and I don't remember what I did with the car keys. Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day, and I'm really tired. I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail.....Do me a favor. Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember who the heck I've sent it to. Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!!

And that dear friends, is a scary close description of how I spend my days. I think I better go and water these roses....if I can only find the watering can.