I totally agree - I say “gravity sucks…” - as we get older everything just keeps moving down. I exercise a lot and weigh the same as I’ve weighed for years, but I just tried on pants the other day and they were tight in the waist. Then there was my friend’s idea - maybe it’s just because they don’t have an elastic waistband and you’re not used to that any longer :).
Guess we are realizing we are old when (1) been married 41 years today, (2) DH forgot to buy a card and (3) for our anniversary, instead of doing anything romantic I suggested we go to the allstars game. And… the last allstar game we went to was 25 years ago!! (And I pulled a back muscle doing I have no idea what and am hobbling around)
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!! Watched a little of that on TV in a local restaruat last night and saw Matt Olson as backup to Freddy Freeman! Love them both!
It was quite an experience.
ETA:
Thank you!
I keep wondering if I have lipedema. Because now I am completely obsessed with my left leg being slightly bigger than right.
I keep expecting the two main political parties to work together toward compromise.
Sign of old age is when you start to tell very long stories. Sometimes when I ask my mom a yes or no question, it would take her forever to tell me why it is a yes or no.
I see that sometimes in my friends now. I am constantly reminding myself “not to become my parents.”
The saddest thing is when a friend tells you the exact same story within minutes.
Oldfort - I remember that tendency as my mom got older too. Many, many details to start the story - bottom line took a long while.
I can see that in myself a bit - fortunately my H often says “Please, start with the end!” I’m trying to be conscious to be succinct!
I am also guilty of telling my H to start at the end! I don’t like a dramatic build up and he is famous for it.
This is a copy & paste from a Facebook post - don’t know who to credit, but it’s not me - well, it describes me perfectly. I had to send it to my husband last night because I drive him crazy this way:
My H loves to tell a story. A long, long story. I admit to not having patience about it. I admit to often saying “so the point is…?” Or “so tell me how it ended up”. He also tells the same stories over and over again - not to the same people but to anyone who will listen ![]()
Especially if the story involves conflict I NEED to know how it ended before you tell me all the details. It stresses me out to not know what happened before I know all the details.
So do you read the ending of a book before reading the story? My husband cheats and reads the spoiling reviews of a movie he’s about to watch, just to know what happens, even the ending in a mystery/drama.
Nope!!!
By the time I know this is not a synopsis (about three sentences in), I tell DH to “net it out” while using the wind-it-up hand gesture. If he keeps going, I say, “Nodding off,” and start snoring.
Actually, I do this to everyone. I have no patience for superfluous detail, and I want the punchline first. Probably why I don’t read much fiction.
You would despise my H’s 90 year old aunt. She cannot TLDR even the most simple story. She’s been that way her whole life.
I’ve been known to walk out of a room, hang up, pick up a book, start a conversation with the person next to me, or close my eyes. Surprisingly, my MIL does not find this charming.
I have been known to say this to people at meetings, “stop, just stop.”
I, on the other hand, tend to say too little. My brain is always ahead of my mouth, and because I already know what I’m talking about, I sometimes leave out key things. One of my coworkers used to laugh, point to my head, and tell me, “We’re out here, not in there!” ![]()
I know I’m old because today I am having my THIRD colonoscopy. Blech…

