ohgrant
... I guess it was never in my plans to live this long.

I always assumed that I would go the way of Jimi and Janis...but didn't. So, now what? Might as well go for old!

ohgrant
The thing that bothers me the most about getting older is how fast time passes now. 

This!  I no longer have to wait and wait and wait for the weekend.  It arrives very quick and, even faster, is gone... 

jamesg1213
''I always knew getting old would suck, I just didn't realise how young I'd be when it kicked in''
 
I think the esteemed Bitflipper said that.

webbs hill studio
worse thing about getting old is i seem to be a few millimeters out these days and keep catching my elbows on sharp surfaces-doorways etc-maybe i`m getting wider and shorter or my eyesight and perception are decreasing.
so-i am currently wearing skateboard elbow pads during the day which raises a few eyebrows as i dont have a skateboard-its a fine line between eccentricity and practicality.
cheers 

I'm with you 100 % on the eccentricity part ….
The other thing w the depth perception ,
I haven't hit any body parts lately in a doorway but I do parallel  park my car by ear on occasion 
 

Bert Guy
Kenny,
 
When I went to my 40th (gasp) HS reunion a few years back, I walked into the meeting area and thought I was in the wrong place. Who are all these bald fat wankers ? Well, those would be my classmates. More of the women apparently have held up better.
 
And you can say this again : " ... I went from "what's happening" to "what happened" ... ". That pretty well says it all.
 
Cheers,
 
Bert
 

Hi Bert , 
It's funny you should bring up the high school days and the reunions ….
I've been  sort of MIA from that whole thing . 
Just this week on a whim I decided to do a search on my old high school girl friend , sure enough I was able to find her online …
Aye Car rumba  , apparently she also suffered from a severe case of "what happened"   
 

Kalle Rantaaho
I knew I'm of respectable age when the barber girl asked:" Do I shave your ears as well?" IIRC a feeble "Beg your pardon?" slipped through my lips.

Most respectable guys my age are driving around in a nice sports car or are out on a boat fishing …
I wish I was so lucky , all I got is the one thing Ron Howard does not have anymore 
My hair when down is rubbing much lower than my bapu starter kit moobs , plus I'm also in the process of growing a beard that would make Larry Alex proud . ( if not Larry , I'll go with Wookiee )
Yet ,  I got to ask this question right here and right now …
What 's a barber ?  & do they use girls now ? 
 
Kenny
 
 

craigb

ohgrant
The thing that bothers me the most about getting older is how fast time passes now. 

This!  I no longer have to wait and wait and wait for the weekend.  It arrives very quick and, even faster, is gone... 

No kidding.  Seems like I have to fill my weekly pill box every 3 days!

I stopped going to barbers a long time ago. Since I'm not completely hair-free, I still have to whack the bits that haven't realized that their ride already left the party. I tried going to the cheap hair shearing factories that adorn the shopping centers.
 
I got tired of the treatment. You know what I mean. You sit in a plastic chair surrounded by fashion magazines while all other customers are handled. New customers come in after you, get their skull hats redesigned, and leave while you wait. Finally, once there are no more customers and no more excuses, you watch the lowest ranking serfs argue among themselves about which one will get stuck cutting your hair. The loser chokes down her vomit and reluctantly tells you to come sit in her chair. She fires up a razor and digs it into your scalp, leaving gashes, scratches, and long cuts across your head. She cuts your ears out of spite, slashes at the back of your neck, and then demands $15 for her 30 seconds of "work."
 
I can be mistreated anywhere. I don't need to pay some brainless gum smacking fashionista wannabe for the privilege. I figure that she owes me $500 for making me listen to 13 boy bands in her waiting room. Instead, I cut my own hair at home. I don't get any new scars, I save money, and I never have to listen to auto tuned idiots whose only talent is wearing makeup. Everybody wins.

UbiquitousBubba
 
I can be mistreated anywhere.........
................. , and I never have to listen to auto tuned idiots whose only talent is wearing makeup. Everybody wins.

Hi Bert , 
It's funny you should bring up the high school days and the reunions ….
I've been  sort of MIA from that whole thing . 
Just this week on a whim I decided to do a search on my old high school girl friend , sure enough I was able to find her online …
Aye Car rumba  , apparently she also suffered from a severe case of "what happened"  

This was one of the few "surprises" from my past that I'd actually been able to forget. Until now. Thanks for nothing.
 
...
 
I'm a (not too badly) disabled vet. I get most of my healthcare through the VA system. Many years ago, when I was still living in Chicago, I used the VA hospital in Madison, WI instead of the one in Chicago (it was as bad as the one in Phoenix is now). I'm missing some internal body parts, and the VA docs like to take the occasional look-see. So, I'm lying on my side, facing a wall, waiting for a nurse to insert the alien probe in me, when I hear the following:
 
"Hi, John!"
 
WTF?!?!? I look over my left shoulder back into the exam room and for the first time in my life, see a female shaped EXACTLY like a Bartlett pear. There must have been a look of surprise/shock/lack-of-recognition on my face. I tried looking at her badge to see who she was.
 
"Oh. I got married. I'm Sharon Dxxxx!"
 
"Oh. Hi."
 
OMG! Sharon Dxxxx! My high school senior class president. And a hot one, at that! Girl, WTF did you DO to yourself? How does a person get to look like THAT?
 
That's when I got the probe!
 
Hateful experience. 

Susan G
One of the times it hits me hardest is when I have to get down on my hands and knees (like last night, to read the teeny, tiny serial # upside down off the bottom of my malfunctioning cable box so I could give it to Comcast TS.) I told my friend, "If I'm not back in 15 minutes, come & get me."
 
Then there's the part where I couldn't quite read it with or without my glasses, so I kind of guessed...
 
-Susan

 
Hi Susan , 
 
My vision is normal for every day activities except for reading . 
Yes , I know how that feels when something like that happens . Even if I'm not on all fours , it gets a little frustrating to be wearing a set of reading glasses and having to decipher what it is I'm supposed to be reading . 
 

BobF
I hit 55 last month ... WTF happened?! 

So you were the guy driving in front of me all last month clogging up the left lane during rush hour traffic 
Just kidding …
 
@Bob , Yeah when the 50's snuck up on me I was a little concerned at first , after getting through them , I have to say that was a pretty good time in my life …
I'm still trying to get with the idea that I'm no longer in my 50 's , it has only been a few weeks 
 

craigb
Dang!  Is this now the old farts club or what? 

It has always been like that around here  You just got the memo ?  
 

Beagle

craigb
Dang!  Is this now the old farts club or what? 

 
now?  

 Beagle , you bark the truth  
 

UbiquitousBubba
 
 I don't really have the energy for an argument.

I'm getting to that point my self …..it's tough lesson to learn 
 
Kenny
 
 
 
 

Yeah...
 
I got glasses at 47, over about 6 weeks I went from being able to read to arms length, squinting. Then the back pain (bulging disk and arthritis in my spine) started and has progressed. Hair slowly moved from my head to my nose and ears.
In the warmer months I shave my head but when it's colder I need a little hair on my neck to stay warm... and there is still a little on the sides and back. It's amazing how much hair it looks like you still have when you look straight into the mirror. Yesterday I used my phone to snap some shots of the top and back of my head. I've had a sore spot, turned out to be a "bump", like a pimple. I almost wish I hadn't taken the photos, there are spots, almost no hair on top or in the upper back.
 
At 55 I was still very much active, actually for most of my 50s. I'll be 64 in January and the last few years, I've been more and more tired and the back pain reminds me it is there every time I do anything involving lifting or especially that involves anything with my arms out in front of me, disk problems are lower cervical, upper thoracic.
I'm still here though. Making some moves to sell my business and reinvest in a couple of rentals... I hope.
 
It is hard to accept but what is the alternative. I don't have a weight problem, thankfully. I just wish I had more energy. I can do what I have to do but sometimes what I want to do waits... Going grocery shopping today.
 
I am lucky to have a wife who is 8 years younger and has a strong work ethic. She went back to college and became a CPA, we take care of each other.
 
One thing (James' post reminded me of) is I moved away from where I grew up in the early 80s. I sort of lost reference to my age group. I remember the 25th class reunion and thinking, "who are al these old people"? I still think I am younger than I am. The mirror or (especially) photos and movies, remind me. Oh well, it could always be worse.
As someone once said... "what I once abused, I now use". ...scratches head...
 
Lots of changes between 50 and 60, even more between 55 and 64... I hope things sort of level out for a decade or two now. At least I can still play my guitar.
Time seems to go by so fast... at least looking back on it. I remember when 1984 seemed to be the distant future and the year 2000 was so far off you didn't even think about it.. the other day I was thinking, in 1985 my wife was 25. Time goes so fast, so fast. Enjoy your time, I am. I can't do what I used to do but I can do other things!!
 
J

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3287259/Bob-Wood-81-walks-guitar-shop-leaves-staff-stunned-performance.html

https://youtu.be/mDX7JukjTIg
 
I don't remember if I saw this here or on FB but it is good! There is hope!