Great…managed to get through the first day of January 2025 unscathed, no catastrophies, disasters, incidents or accidents….just a few more days to go to 2026…..
Tag: OAP
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So, not everybody likes mince pies!
I do!
Always have.
Can’t wait for Christmas time to look around and buy some new.
Too many I buy, I know.
Hoping that family will have some with me when they visit.
They don’t.
Then can’t stand ’em.
So, I end up eating them all myself.
Greedy I know, even more so when I see the short use by date and start having them for breakfast….well….there is fruit in them so the mince pie counts as being healthy, doesn’t it?!
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It’s ending..it’s starting
The end of 2024 brings with it the start of 2025.
Spent some time this morning quietly thinking about the year of 2024 and all it brought, the good, the bad and the in-between. More good than bad which is good rather than bad!
And as I look forwards into what 2025 may bring (more of the same hopefully) I won’t make any New Year’s resolutions, I never do, more because I can never stick to them, even after two hours of making one, they are usually broken!
So it will be just to continue, enjoy each day and it arrives, try to be positive, be happy and not to be wasteful in all aspects of my life, including recycling as that’s important🤣
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Making the Christmas effort
I don’t know what it is, this “effort” thingy, but I find that making a Christmas “effort” is getting harder to do.
Yes, all the ingredients are there:-
- The Christmas tree decorated and lit
- The presents after thinking so hard to suprise family with ‘must-haves’and ‘not gots’
- Christmas card obligatiry writing and posting around the estate where I live to folk I generally see but apart from occasional “hi” don’t really chat to or know of but it’s always a nice thing to do!
- And the food to buy, keep and eat after family arrivals and departures
Maybe as I am getting that bit older and reflect on the true meaning of Christmas yet really know Christmas is for the children and families, maybe I’m on my own thinking this but all this ‘effort’ put in is just faff! And I’m not Anti (or Uncle!) Christmas in my saying this, more just as I see it when looking back over the years.
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My route 66 turning point
Ok so heading towards two weeks into 66hood and just pondering.
I’ve been told it’s a milestone in my years, progressing from adulthood into OAPhood, yet in the visible turning of say leaves of tree which change from their colourful Summer hues into their Autumn leaf fall colours, which may I add are at time’s spectacular and dramatic colours to behold, yet, for me, nothing has changed.
Not that I was really expecting any change. But maybe it’s just a significant point in my life to recognise and to just be thankful to have got to this point fairly unscathed. And that doesn’t take away any of my thoughts for others who have struggled and sadly not with us anymore. I’m just thankful for the life I have and even though my conveyor belt has been shaky almost like a rollercoaster at times. I’m just grateful for what I’ve got!
My changes will come one day, maybe slowly, maybe quickly, for now though I carry on trying to make the most of what I have!
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It’s a great excuse
Ok….so I will (or maybe I won’t and it may get worse as I trundle along) but since becoming 66 years old, I’ve started this age number thingy as a perfect excuse as to why something has gotten done in a strange way or my apparent forgetting something which should have been done which I can honestly say I don’t remember being told.
So I booked in my COVID booster a few weeks ago checking that there weren’t any distractions today. Planned for 10am. I got a reminder yesterday (✓), even had it in my email calendar (✓)which did or didn’t remind me this morning(🤔), can’t remember, but we all know how distracted we can be as early morning progreses. And yet at 10.09am, something was jingling around in my head…..10.30am….taaadaaa light bulb brightens and ping…ohhh blimey ( or something similar)… Noooo. Anyways feeble excuse at the Chemist of “it’s my age..I’m 66 now! Sorry I’m late. Can you fit me in please?” As I look around the chemist to see it empty apart from myself, chemist and two staff in there. “No problem” the reply came “you’ve caught us in a quiet moment!”…. Gosh I thought, maybe it was heaving with a big queue at the alloted 10 am time slot..I will never know. Needless to say, my jab point aches as I’m now COVID infused for another year- no doubt catch a dose just like last year!
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No guilty snooze now
At last, I have the perfect reason for having a nap when ever I feel tired, usually any time of day!
And now, my reasoning is just as I’m now an OAP ( old aged pensioner). See, I knew there was going to be a good side to entering into my new world of old aged pensionerism!
What’s that I hear you say? What’s my reasoning then for daytime napping over through all my adulthood stage?…. hmmmm……
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It’s the arrival!
It’s here…just what I’ve been waiting for!…I’m 66 years old….which means in the UK I’m classed as an ‘Old Age Pensioner ‘
Now I’m not one to shirk my new found era nor my responsibilities. As a child and through my younger growing up years to teenageship, the ‘older’ folk around me, retired neighbours and older family relations looked..well…really old.
I’m not one to be at all trendy nor have the stature or complexion of a younger person but remembering back to folk of my age now when I was younger..wow…they just looked so old, craggy looking and down beat. Is that due to the pressures of those days, lack of choice against today’s availability of better products and choice to help us think, feel and be younger in our daily outlook?
I say this as I don’t think I’m that really old craggy looking down beat person that I saw in older folk when I was younger.
Or could it be that time just seems to fly by so much as each year really seems to have speeded up it’s overtaken my true age and I’m only really 50, as I sure don’t feel 66, yet!
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