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I've come to accept that I'm over the hill. I don't like it, but sometimes you have to give in even if you don't like the end result.
The Frontiersman has, for many years, been trying to convince me that we're getting a little long in the tooth, but until today, I wasn't willing to accept it.
I had a very busy morning today but the afternoon was lost to me. About one o'clock I sat down to watch Fox News Channel for a few minutes. I had every intention of getting back to work in about half an hour. Ha! I fell asleep... sitting up. Now, I know old people do that, but I'm talking old.
I've noticed a few other stealth indications of age creeping into my life and if you're part of the Baby Boomers Generation, you can just hum along as I mention them. If you're younger, just wait. God has a strange sense of humor.
My son-in-law called last night at nine o'clock and asked if he woke me.
Old people always seem to watch the news channels on TV. If you come to our house any time of day or night, turn the TV on and voila. Fox News Channel.
I was in a grocery store last week (not the ghetto bodega), and a song from the '60s came on the sound system. I knew every word of the song. I can walk from the living room to the kitchen and, once I get there, I can't remember why I went there, but I can remember every word to a song I haven't heard in thirty years.
Ok. I admit it. I really am a recycled teenager. That's one way to explain the way my brain works.
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