Yesterday we had some roofers come by to find a leak in our roof. They found something but want to inspect it from the outside. Since the roof has some snow on it they need to wait for it to defrost a bit.
I stepped out into the yard with the two roofers so they could show me approximately where they suspect the problem is. As I was walking backwards up our banked yard the thawed earth gave way and I ended up on my keister.
You’d think I’d broken apart the way the two gentlemen responded. Look, I know I’m completely gray and probably look like a man who hasn’t had a great sleep in a while but good lord I’m not 1,000 years old.
Anyway, I’ve been thinking about their reaction ever since. I mostly don’t feel as old as I am. I’m 56, a young buck. My mind isn’t as sharp as it once was but I still see myself as young.
I’ve noticed an overall trend of a certain kind of respect toward me as my hair has become mostly gray. Which is extremely kind and thoughtful. The thing is, I don’t feel that old. Cheers! 😃