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You Know You’re Getting Older When…© The scroll bar for an online application takes forever to get to your year of birth The creaks you hear are your bones not the floor boards Younger people take the time to hold the door open even without asking Taking an escalator or elevator instead of stairs is the only option Switching the phone from ear to ear doesn’t make hearing any easier Can openers and jars become the enemy You swear your arms are getting shorter making tying your shoe laces a challenge “Say again” are the most commonly used words in your vocabulary You save money on haircuts and shampoo as there is less to work with Grey becomes your new favorite color Slow now feels fast Cat naps are mandatory The right lane on a highway becomes your domain You need eye glasses to find your eye glasses The remote is an extension of your hand “Skip to the lou my darling” are more than words to a song And that’s just the short list Don’t laugh, someday you’ll be there Andreas Simic©
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Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 5:38 AM UTC
You Know You're Getting Older When...
You Know You’re Getting Older When…© The scroll bar for an online application takes forever to get to your year of birth The creaks you hear are your bones not the floor boards Younger people take the time to hold the door open even without asking Taking an escalator or elevator instead of stairs is the only option Switching the phone from ear to ear doesn’t make hearing any easier Can openers and jars become the enemy You swear your arms are getting shorter making tying your shoe laces a challenge “Say again” are the most commonly used words in your vocabulary You save money on haircuts and shampoo as there is less to work with Grey becomes your new favorite color Slow now feels fast Cat naps are mandatory The right lane on a highway becomes your domain You need eye glasses to find your eye glasses The remote is an extension of your hand “Skip to the lou my darling” are more than words to a song And that’s just the short list Don’t laugh, someday you’ll be there Andreas Simic©
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Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 5:38 AM UTC
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