Our allotted span.
Three score years and ten, that was supposed to be it! I’m now four score and really starting to feel it, which has got me wondering. Is this my last year?
Last night I went to bed a little after 23.00 hours (I prefer the 24 hour clock) I answered the call around 01.00 and again around 04.00, which for me was pretty good. Of late I’ve been getting up to 5 calls a night which is pretty draining; in more ways then one. 😦 , I kind of slept in this morning and got up just on 05.30 hours. but around 3 hours later I started getting quite sleepy so I dozed off and had a nap for an hour. Six months ago this would have been unimaginable, I’d have been up at 05.30 raring to go for the whole day.
Now as to my reading, it’s this that has got me thinking, normally, to the annoyance of some, I’d read a book or two each week. I’m now going through my books, again, I can’t see the point in going buying new books, I think when I’m dead the my books will probably be thrown out or given away, the former if nobody wants to read what has appealed to me over the years, which I think is the likeliest scenario. People (and my children) don’t have the interest in books and reading anymore, which is their loss. But my reading has slowed down. Last week or was it the week before, I picked up Sense & Sensibility again, normally I’d bury my head in this book and finish it in perhaps two days, I’ve just read Chapter X of the first volume. I said I’m slowing down but this is ridiculous; if I go any slower I’ll be going backwards! 😕
The aches and pains and the creaking joints are getting to me, and what with swallowing 10 / 12 pills and capsules every morning and a few more at night just to keep me going makes me wonder; what’s the point?
Probably the thing I enjoy most these days, besides my dog and my granddaughter is the Bloggers I follow and most of those are what are commonly referred to as elderly or senior citizens, which I kind of think of as a derogatory term, when they are all the most intelligent thinking people imaginable; it is they, I believe, that are keeping me going and stopping me from going around the bend. And they very kindly put up with my rants.
There are times now when I would gladly close my eyes go to sleep and drift off, just like my father did, and forget to wake up. I do believe that Coco, my dog would be the only creature to miss me. My granddaughter is not yet two years old so she would soon forget her grandpa.
No I’m not depressed, I’m just very tired and my body is aching like mad so I’m just going to plod along and annoy as many as I can, while I can. 😈