Tag Archives: old
Well, when you get old senility sets in first, right? Apparently as I run this final stretch towards 40 it is all going downhill!!! Read the rest of this entry »
I have not worked as a counselor in an official capacity for almost four years (yes, it is true that my current job in educational leadership does lend itself to many counseling moments). That said, I no longer consider myself a counseling professional, I now consider myself a broader “educational professional”. Yet, I have these moments when I find myself slipping back into that counseling role. The interesting thing is that I slip into the counseling role in the strangest of places (can you relate?) It does not necessarily happen at staff or parents meetings exclusively. Sometimes, I find myself in counselor mode on the weekends or while on vacation – far away from my professional realities. Yesterday was one of those days. Read the rest of this entry »
In youth we run into difficulties. In old age difficulties run into us. ~ Beverly Sills
Old age is the most unexpected of all the things that can happen to a man. ~ Leon Trotsky, Diary in Exile
Old age is like a plane flying through a storm. Once you’re aboard, there’s nothing you can do. ~Golda Meir
The tragedy of old age is not that one is old, but that one is young. ~ Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray Read the rest of this entry »
How apropos that I would find a new traveling companion as I am beginning my new journey – 400 days ’til 40. I didn’t, however, expect to find my new companion on my @ss. Yes, my new cyber friends, Hermie is my new pet hemorrhoid. He has taken up residence in a place I would rather not have anything reside. I suppose this is one of the many gifts I have to look forward to as I make that climb to 40. As time and gravity and wear and tear take their tolls on my not-so-youthful body I am told I will encounter many new surprises, and Hermie is just one of the lovely things I have to look forward to.
So, folks, I wonder. Do you think Hermie will be with me 400 days from now??? (The correct answer, by the way is “Hell no!”) The question is, how will he leave me? Will he walk out on his own, or will he have to be forcibly evicted from his residence in a location meant to be exit only, and not a parking zone?
Well, there you have it – in my quest to find deeper meaning in just 400 days, I have now told anyone silly enough to read this blog that wiping is not as easy as it was when I was 401 days away from 40. Getting old sucks, though, as my father used to say, “It beats the alternative!”
Squeezing my Charmin~
400daystil40 (and Hermie)