On Growing Older

I guess I shouldn't mind growing older considering the alternative, but lately it has been grating on me. I wonder if I should continue dyeing my hair. At some point it will look rediculous to have a wrinkled face and red hair. But what is that point? How many wrinkles are too many wrinkles? On the other hand there is a definate advantage at times. Say, my daughter or my sister is in another room ranting about something. I can hear their voice and by the sound of it tell that it is something that I'd rather not be involved in, so I just pretend that I can't hear them. It works everytime. If they don't approach me with it I can just keep my peace by not listening, and if they do approach me I can just apologise for being hard of hearing and ask what the problem is. Nine times out of ten they will just say "never mind" rather than repeating the rant. It really is a handy tool for keeping my peace. The part that I do mind, though is seeing the decline of my health and energy. I think that my lack of acceptance of it comes from the fact that it came so soon. I'm barely into my 50's so I don't think that curling up in my PJ's should be a goal for the weekend. Still, if I exert energy one weekend, I pay for it during the week and into the next weekend.