For me, it is trying to stand back up from a squatting position. This physical movement seem to appear rather quickly. I have to have the cat litter boxes right next to a waist high cabinet so I can push myself up. So weird, as I used to be a gym rat for decades until I had to stop to help out my parents.
I had always heard that as we get older we tend to lose our filters, but thought that that applied to those 80 and above, so was surprised that it has hit me as young as I am. But I guess when you've been through as much as I have in my life, I've earned that right to say what I want, when I want.
My friends and family have just gotten used to it and will say that I don't have a problem just calling things as I see them, and I think that's actually a good thing, as life is just too short to pretend you're someone or something you're not.
I call it having wisdom and discernment, which more people should have, yet many don't. Perhaps that's something that doesn't come until we've had enough life under our belts huh?
It could be that in 2022 we: moved to a new house that needed a total re-haul and we're still not done, 2 weeks of COVID and the long haul of feeling just not 'great', DH's plans to retire and he keeps putting off all the paperwork, etc, so it looks like he won't be retiring, watching him get 'dottier' by the day. His natural spaciness is much worse, he can't remember anything outside of work details (and there he is brilliant, so I know it's not dementia)...still rehabbing a major foot/ankle surgery from last year, having a cardiac ablation a few weeks ago, mother dying in the midst of all this--family becoming fractured and needing to have the estate settled so we can go back to ignoring each other...
I HAVE to take a 2 hr nap everyday or I can't make it through the day. This drives DH crazy. He doesn't GET IT..and frankly, neither do I.
Always been the kind of person who can juggle 6 balls in the air. Now I don't want to do ANYTHING.
First it was my eyes - multi focal lenses here we come, but no matter what I do I still can't really see fine details any more.
Then my feet went wonky; I need toe separators and arch supports and metatarsal pads and no sooner do I fix one thing than something else crops up.
Weight gain and muscle loss post menopause - I used to be someone that people hated because I could pig out on anything and never even think about it, now I must be obsessive about getting my 20,000 steps every day or my weight begins to creep up.
I need a jar opener now.
And my back hurts.
I can't balance on one leg to put on my shoes or socks... plus I have trouble even bending that far because my hips just don't want to do that.
This is why getting old isn't for sissies, god help me I'm only 62 and the women in my family tend to live into their 90's!
So, how quick it comes and how fast time flies when you are there (breakfast every 15 minutes, basically) and how you still feel young (and even uncertain) "inside".
I hope the admins will move this to discussions where it will be longer-lived. An interesting question.
It's good to not be someone's doormat.
My sister bought me one of those magnifying mirrors too but the last thing I want is to see myself that close up 🤣
I hear my deceased grandmother saying to me.. you r so lucky, you r young.... Now I understand her...being older takes more time to do things
my clothes shrink at an alarming rate
my knees don't work the way they should and they make funny noises.
What I appreciate about getting older though...
I forgive more easily, why carry a burden that is unnecessary
I think I appreciate each day more now than I did years ago.
I realize that my Husband was one of a kind and I am glad he knew I felt that way.
It feels like slack bread dough!
Also, it's soooo crepe-y!
And, I'm only 58! Gaaaah!