Getting Older
You know its funny. I recently went to a BBQ with my closest friends from high school. We used to joke about the day when we would get together with our families and sit around and cook stuff on the BBQ and talk about grown up things like raising kids, jobs, buying houses and cars, you know, that kind of stuff. This time we were even sitting in a room with a bunch of people whose sight and hearing was fading, necks and back was aching… well at least that’s where it stopped this time. Give it another 10 or 15 years. We’ll see about that next part. I was all just kinda funny cause I can still see better than 20/20 (thanks to that racquetball incident) and I can still hear just fine. At least that’s what I think. And my neck and back actually felt pretty good. So anyway, I have this old mattress that I have wanted to replace for the last year or so. Just haven’t had the opportunity I guess. And if I try to sleep on any part of it other than my side, it gives me a backache. So last night, I woke up and tried to turn over just a bit and pulled something in my neck. At least it wasn’t as bad as last time I hurt it. So yeah I am sick of getting old. Now here’s the part where I am supposed to commit to going to the gym every day or something. So what do I do, I really do want to go to the gym everyday. I just have no time. Fine! I’ll do it. I’ll go. I’ll go. I’ll go. AAAUURGH!. He’ll keep calling me. And he’ll keep calling me. (Gets out of car. Throws keys at car. Screams. Gets back in) Fine, I’m doing it.
