The Joys of Being Forty-Something

I’ve worked with people older than me most of my life and I would oh-so-smugly offer to hold papers across the table so people could read them. There comes a point as you reach the age of forty-something that you begin to realize certain things, like that’s really not that funny anymore, because suddenly, this happens:

 

I always assumed I’d know when I needed reading glasses and I’d have another reason to curse my Tyrannosaurus Rex like short arms. Instead things far away got blurry as my eyes attempted to compensate. Six months after I got a new prescription and a suggestion from my optomologist to pick up dollar store reading glasses, those pesky things far away got blurry again (never saw that coming). So I broke down and ordered a five pack from Amazon, because I know me and, well, I lose things. I swear the minute I put that first pair in face, I noticed this:

 

 

That’s right, my first grey hair is a crazy outgrowth of my eyebrows. I swear it wasn’t there before (though it is possible I just couldn’t see it). I like to believe it grew in cartoon character fast – put on reading glasses and **POP** there’s your grey hair.

 

Awesome.

 

I’m going to go price geritol. I’m not sure what it is but I have a feeling I’ll be needing it by the weekend. 🤓

  One thought on “The Joys of Being Forty-Something

  1. HB
    June 27, 2017 at 3:14 pm

    The trick, my dear Bonnie, is to keep hanging out/working with older people. Then you always have bragging rights about being the youngest. Problem is, they don’t always appreciate your smugness, and may stop being your friend. Then again, hanging out with your 94 year old neighbor always puts things back in perspective !!

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  2. June 27, 2017 at 8:36 pm

    Someone once told me that once you hit forty you start falling apart – and darned if it wasn’t true about me. If I were a horse I’d be mercifully put down.

    I spent today with my 90-year-old Mom and a busful of other seniors on a casino trip, and they all seemed to be bright-eyed and bushy tailed. I’m wrecked and need to go to bed.*sigh*

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  3. June 28, 2017 at 6:40 am

    You know what is really funny Bonnie? There will come a time when you will look back and the forties will seem to be fairly young. The glasses thing is inevitable for most of us. Without or without them you still are young in my eyes. Great post.

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  4. Aunt lynn
    July 14, 2017 at 3:41 pm

    🤓😁

    Liked by 1 person

  5. February 16, 2018 at 3:46 pm

    yikes. some days I refuse to go by a mirror…grey hairs, blurred vision… 🙂

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