Everything had gone a bit flat since my birthday until I start to remember the advantages of being old.
There are a lot of things I no longer have to worry about. For instance, I know now that I can safely look at mountains without being expected to climb them, no one is going to persuade me that I should do a parachute jump or fly in a balloon. I have done my share of hazardous adventuring with Don. Walking to the shops is exciting enough for me.
I will continue to look for comfortable shoe, no longer the silver sandals with high heels that I wore in my dancing days. Despite the installation of the Protestant work ethic tried out on me by my mother and my husband I will no longer regard sitting down doing nothing as a sin. I shall probably continue to make lists of jobs I ought to do but if I don't do them today there is always manana.
Hooray for 90!
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