Yes, I'm getting old while I wait for Spring to arrive...lol. Since cabin fever abounds here, I thought I'd post this below for a good chuckle - he he!
Getting Old
God grant me the senility to forget the people
I never liked anyway, the good fortune to run
into the ones that I do, and the eyesight to tell
the difference.
Now that I'm 'older' (but refuse to grow up),
here's what I discovered:
I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it.
My wild oats have turned into prunes and All bran.
I finally got my head together; now my body is falling
apart.
Funny, I don't remember being absent-minded...
All reports are in..life is officially unfair.
If all is lost, where is it?
It is easier to get older than it is to get wiser.
Some days you're the dog; some days you're the hydrant.
It's hard to make a comeback when you haven't been anywhere.
If God wanted me to touch my toes, he would have
put them on my knees :)
This was taken from my favorite ReMax Realtor....Barron's Bulletin.
Trish
