Six Decades Done

I've managed to survive sixty years of life now. I remember when I was much younger, 60 seemed so old. (And so very far away.) But in the present, it's not so bad. :-)

When I was reflecting on those years recently, it occurred to me that I've lived in seven decades. Now that seems like a long time, so I won't look at it that way. I don't actually feel all that old, on most days anyway.

I'm not sure how I'll celebrate the day. I didn't plan a day off from work, but I did block out most of my calendar, so hopefully the meetings will be kept to a minimum. And the winter precipitation gives me an excuse to work from home.

In many years past, I hit the range on my birthday, but the spring snow we're having will likely prevent that. Fortunately I scratched that itch earlier in the week. I am confident there will be a good beer or two consumed later, perhaps a fine whiskey instead in addition.

And don't think I won't be taking advantage of all those discounts and special offers that businesses offer to us "seniors."

So Happy Birthday to me, and all that. Cheers!