Time Flies

Another decade flew by and I hardly noticed.  I, like others, measure personal time by birthdays.  I had gone to bed night before last trying to convince myself that I would wake up and be eighty...eighty!  I've known for some time that I was long past middle-age, but eighty, for real?!  I just hope no one tells me to act my age.  I've never been this old and there's no guidebook for geriatric behavior.  These are new and unknown waters for me.  My body tells me one thing, but my mind refuses to believe it.  Ah, well.

This birthday was certainly different than the blowout celebration ten years ago when the Kids threw a huge bash here with friends and family.  While yesterday was spent alone, I certainly wasn't lonely.  I received so many congratulatory phone calls and texts that my day was filled with affection.  I don't know how she did it, but my daughter created an emoji that looks just like her, and yesterday she made the emoji sing Happy Birthday in her voice...made my day!

There are signs periodically that I do slip a cog now and then, this morning being one of them.  I am a confirmed creature of habit.  For some unknown reason I decided to get the coffee maker ready a day ahead.  Still half asleep, I followed my routine and poured water into the machine before I saw that I'd already put in the usual amount of coffee.  Oh crum.  Remembering I'd already gotten things ready and thinking I'd just put in double the water (I hadn't), I added double the coffee.  Boy-oh-boy, let me tell you I'm juiced up and ready to go today!  I might as well have drunk a mug of espresso.

I'd better get going so as not to lose that power boost.

Stay safe.  Be well.