9-3-09...GROWING OLD GRACEFULLY
I'm sure you all have heard the term, Growing Old Gracefully. Well there was a time when I envisioned that very thing. Sitting in the shade under a big shade tree with my granny hat on a big glass of iced tea or a steaming cup of coffee. Just wiling away my senior years in leisure. Free from worry and all the stresses of my younger years. Watching the birds and listening to nature around me. Stupiiiddd! What goofy thoughts. Honey it aint' that way at all. At least it isn't for me.
The only chair I am cumfy' in is my recliner with my feet up in the air. The thing I watch is my toes wiggling at the end of my foot, TV, and out the window where I wish I could be.
I'm not a bit graceful. The spring in my step has fizzled in to a fall if I aint' careful.
When I drag myself out of bed each morning I aint' listening to the birds. Heck I am making so much racket with my grunts and groans, bones poping like rice krispies, stumblin' and draggin' along hoping my feet are followin' me.
I turn slowly to the night stand and get my eyes on, focus for a minute then stumble out to the kitchen where my coffee should be brewed and ready if I'm lucky. From there I go to the Bathroom with shufflin' steps tryin' to watch my feet over my belly to make sure I don't stumble over sumpthin'. In the bathroom I sit on the pot if I have made it there in time. Here comes some more gruntin' and groanin' as I sit down and again as I get up. The next thing this graceful ol' gal does is splash cold water in her face to try and revive myself. My teeth are waiting in a little pink cup on the vanity.
Ok, Now I look in the mirror and decide that aint' me staring back out. But it is such a funny sight that I get myself an early mornin' giggle which always helps. By now I'm hoping that I can at least straighten up and walk without groaning. Sometimes I can.
It seems like hours now since I drug myself outta' bed. What I really wanna' do right now is just take my eyes and teeth out and off and go back to bed. Heck I'm worn out already. But I don't do that. Nope, I gracefully!? Move on out to my recliner, put the heat pad on my back, put my feet up and look to make sure my toes will still wiggle, watch the news on TV, and just Thank God that I have made it this far.
By now it is about 8:00 in the morning. The rest of the day looms before me and I am determined to make the best of it.
YEP! I'm definitely growing old But I sure aint' graceful about it. NOPE!!!!
