Ok, so I made it to senior discount! I was offered it once or twice already, and actually given it once, but now I'm official. Next week at the "Think Tank" (McDonald's on Friday Night with the old farts from the Village) I'll order a senior coffee just to see how it goes. And to think, I don't need fake ID if the girl doesn't believe me.
I don't know what 55 is supposed to feel like, but except for a few aches, I'd figure I was thirty-something. I mentioned to Donna yesterday that even tho I started college late, it's already been 18 years since I began, and eight years since I completed my MA. That is amazing. Feels like a few years ago until I think about all that has happened in-between then and now.
I won't rehash it all, since only the past year counts in the present, but I've had an interesting life. From a somewhat dysfunctional childhood to years of daily drinking, to sobriety and a new life. From shit jobs to more shit jobs to college to a career to owning my own motel to almost retirement. WTF! I guess I should be doing more at my age! But I'm enjoying things the way they are, so if it isn't broke: don't fix it!
Donna came through at the last minute (Friday) and got the BBQ grill she planned to get for my B-day. Actually, b-days at our age are mainly an excuse to buy what we need, but it's fun anyway. I baked myself a cake this morning while she was still in bed, but that's Ok, I cook because I like doing it! You can do that at my age--do it because you like it, and if some jerk has a problem with it.... :::visual of middle finger::: Remember peer pressure from the "good old days?"
Ok, it's been a fun day so far, but I need to have breakfast now. Then it will be time for my nap..... Have a nice day...... And thanks for the B-day post, Sweetie