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Just let out an audible "Yisss!" when I saw that to was Grey Bin Day tomorrow.
Had a couple of young landscape contractors round Fri/Sat replacing a garden wall with a sleeper wall. They were running a bit behind because of the monsoon we had on Friday, so on Sat I offered that if they marked up some of the sleepers, I'd help them to cut them to length.
I should be able to raise my sawing arm to shoulder height again by the weekend. On the plus side, have justified a recip saw to myself just in case I ever need to saw some more stuff up.
My hairdresser asked "Do you want your eyebrows doing?"
Chainsaw would be better for sleepers, less wobble. Also means a good excuse to look tough and spend hours filing the chain.
My worst problem with getting older is my body reminding me constantly that I have badly messed it up for nearly all of my 49 years, but my brain constantly trying to use it the same way as I did when I was 25. My knees, elbows and back just can't do that any more.
Hair growing out of and on my ears. WTF is that all about?
Another sign of getting older is not spotting my typos.
Just let out an audible “Yisss!” when I saw that it was Grey Bin Day tomorrow.
A hair dresser who cut my hair said it was the duty of the old to grow hair in strange places to horrifiy the young.
I am doing my best.
To use some business jargon... "Low hanging fruit".
Found myself momentarily quite fancying a watch of 'Antiques Roadshow' yesterday.
Glasses for the first time this weekend, the first really sobering age related milestone.
You can’t stand up without adding your own sound effects.
Last week I was in a national trust property wearing Marks and Sparks zip off trousers.
I'm really looking forward to receiving and fitting a new rain deflector that I ordered for the bottom of my back door.
Oh and I've ordered some crocs too, for pottering around the house /garden.
Pottering is now a valid passtime.
I'm not aghast at the idea of spending time gardening on a sunny weekend afternoon anymore.
Went to a garden centre with the boss last bank holiday Monday…
Picking stuff up from the floor is now a planned activity
Found myself momentarily quite fancying a watch of ‘Antiques Roadshow’ yesterday.
Found myself momentarily quite fancying the presenter on 'Antiques Roadshow' yesterday
Bar staff look at you like you’re an alien for paying with cash rather than your Apple Watch or phone.
When you bend down you think 'what else could I be doing while I'm here?'
Standing in front of things - dishwasher/shop/person you've know for 30 years and saying 'no, don't tell me, it'll come to me in a second what I'm doing here'
Green Bin Day double underlined on the family calendar 🙂
lusting after a Honda Jazz.
never. I hope…
For me, it was waking up to sunshine and wind on Saturday and the first thought in my head was “ooh, great laundry day! Let’s wash alllll the bedsheets!!”
I've been building a patio all weekend, the aches and pains are real.
But the oldest part was a friend being over from the US this weekend and I couldn't go out for a curry as IBS says no onion and garlic and no beers, so met him for a lunch at a veggie place yesterday instead.
I've finally worked out that marriage is in fact just shouting "what?" at each other from different rooms
This sold out while I was pricing it!
and you said, yes (at least you care)/ no (you are old)...
Reply to the Eyebrows trimming question that I can quote for some reason... I am am guessing I am old and forgotten how to do this
I have spent the weekend stripping the front suspension and bushes out of my T5 van. Typing is a struggle this morning...
Someone nearly bumped into my in my local Sainsbury's the other day and said "Sorry Sir"....
Remembering when white socks were in fashion, went out of fashion for decades and came back in. Still waiting for the reappearance of leather trousers and cheesecloth shirts.
zippykona
Full Member
Last week I was in a national trust property wearing Marks and Sparks zip off trousers.
Known as action slacks in our family.
Edit - don't know what's happened to quotes :o)
I hate everything about getting old. It has sucked the joy out of life.
When young people offer you their seat on the bus. It's a kind act but there are lots of younger people who need a seat more.
Action Slacks in our household too.
Another one... When your default trainers are indistinguishable from your hiking boots.
I hate everything about getting old. It has sucked the joy out of life.
I dunno, I quite like the honesty that comes with age.
"Have you spoken to <insert name> recently?"
"No, he's a ****."
Could do without the knee pain though.
Standing in front of things – dishwasher/shop/person you’ve know for 30 years and saying ‘no, don’t tell me, it’ll come to me in a second what I’m doing here’
My favourite place for this is standing staring into the fridge, wondering why I've just opened the door. There must have been a reason, surely? But what?
I think I'm rapidly approaching the Billy Connolly point of getting old... "never trust a fart" 😂
Action slacks?
I've been wearing them as my default for 25 years.
Not M&S though.
Another one… When your default trainers are indistinguishable from your hiking boots.
Also around 20 years, mainly changed after the move to Sweden, running shoes are for running, anything else requires a bit more bulk.
Glasses for the first time this weekend, the first really sobering age related milestone.
Sigh, i've been wearing them for 45 years, except for a 3 or 4 year period in my late teens when i decided to live with everything being a bit blurry. Coincided with having to pay for my own!
I dunno, I quite like the honesty that comes with age.
“Have you spoken to <insert name> recently?”
“No, he’s a ****.”
We're enjoying the guilt free 'why are we friends with them?' clearout stage. Stop going to social events with casual acquaintances and concentrate on those few you really are friends with.
Agree with the glasses. Was convinced my new fitness watch had a shite screen until I nipped into boots with the boss and was ordered to try on reading glasses......ah yes, the screen is actually impressively sharp.
Now also don't have to hold everything at arm's length to read.....
Still haven't got used to taking them everywhere.
Went to b and q and had to manually type in the barcode at the self service tills, felt like a right old Kent having to ask the young woman on the till next to me to read the code for me...if only I'd had my new glasses!
- Reading vision gone. Distance vision still excellent.
- Occasional mad long eyebrow hair.
- Stiffness after very moderate exercise - like lopping branches.
- Probably want a seat on a bus - but not offered one yet.
48 years old.
Still haven’t got used to taking them everywhere.
Not just me then!
Still haven’t got used to taking them everywhere.
This is why you need at least half a dozen pairs of readers! And and least one pair in the car at all times. 🙂
I've (unbelievably) still got eyes like a shithouse rat.
My hearing however...
WHAT? CAN YOU SPEAK UP A BIT?!!!
I probably did all the damage there in my 20's
I’m also suffering from hearing issues. Difficult to filter voices in a buy place.
Too many gigs (In the audience
- I have zero musical ability!).
Hair growing out of and on my ears. WTF is that all about?
A mate of mine, in his late 40s a couple of years back, was trying to chat up a lass in a pub. Suddenly she blurts out "hey, you've got an ear beard!"
You can’t stand up without adding your own sound effects.
I think I've been doing that since I was about 8.
This sold out while I was pricing it!
Sat watching... ironically, I can't remember the name, a music quiz on TV which isn't that godawful Hit List. Watching with The Girl, my partner's 20-something daughter. There was a hard line at around the turn of the Millennium, prior to that I'm killing it and she's got nothing, after that I'm oblivious and she's like "oh yeah, that's Smegzy featuring Kelly Q!" or whatevs.
Agree with the glasses.
...
Still haven’t got used to taking them everywhere.
I got my first glasses maybe three years ago, for driving. To this day I still get in the car, go "ah, crap" and have to go back indoors to get them.
My hearing however…
Pardon?
No, it's just the cut my action pants.
Difficult to filter voices in a buy place.
I think we call those "shops" these days.
Apologies - meant to type ‘busy’ place, but I didn’t have my reading glasses on - so didn’t see what autocorrect had done!
Is confused. Offspring recently went on a cruise for their annual holiday. What the heck? Jeez, there's absolutely no flippin' way that you'd get me on one of those. All those coffin dodgers, ugh. No, I'm not old after all!
Glasses for the first time this weekend
I've been wearing them since I was 5. Now nearly 49. What was worrying was the optician telling me I might need varifocals soon. That's proper old fart territory.
One doesn't have time to work, as too many appointments for bodily parts falling apart, trips to the loo, trips to the chemist and it being slow to do anything such as tying shoe laces, changing bedding and general diy jobs.
Made a simple plywood box the other day - table saw, cross cutter, drill/screw it together and the next day my hands and fingers were sore. Clearly I'm really out of shape hand/arm strength.
Last night went to a gig at the O2 in Glasgow(Steel Panthers). I was ****ed climbing up all that stairs. I was never good with stairs but I had to gather all my strength to make it to the top.
Thank god it was seating, I doubt I could have stood for 2 hours.
On reading glasses, I always took pride on my awesome eyesight. My optician always said I would need glasses "somewhere between age 40-50". Last eye test was the day before my 45th birthday. Needed reading glasses.
What was worrying was the optician telling me I might need varifocals soon. That’s proper old fart territory.
I have had occupational (posh varifocal things for the office) for a few years.
Last month the optician told me I needed to get long distance spec as well in the near future.
I am going to be one of those two pairs of glasses on your head blokes soon....
stcolin
Free Member
I hate everything about getting old. It has sucked the joy out of life.
On the bright side. It’s better than not getting old!
I might need varifocals soon
Best invention ever. Love mine. (55 years old)
This is why you need at least half a dozen pairs of readers!
Wait until you get the folding ones, the dogs dangly bits for cycling.
The other thing is all the young ladies at the hotels offering to carry the bags when I'm doing the luggage transfers for work. I must look ancient and decrepit.
I hate everything about getting old. It has sucked the joy out of life.
That's purely a mindset thing really, I'm finding aging rather wonderful and certainly better than the alternative, as I was very nearly not here a few times, both through my own actions (OD and suicide attempt when younger) and some rather close shaves later in life though having "adventures" whilst doing stupid past times.
waking up in the morning and thinking "what new thing can I do or learn today" or thinking and looking for the positives in your day and how you can make someone else's day a better place by a kind word or action is a lovely thing.
If you choose to view the world as joyless, then all you will see in return is a lack of joy.
Having a favourite brand of ibuprofen
Other than the joy of Grey Bin Day and my utilitarian footwear the thing that genuinely hacks me off is that I'm getting a bit slower.
I'm going for my Dan grade at Karate and have been struggling with a torn meniscus in my knee for nearly two years. The knee is about as good as it is going to get, but in the meantime any speed that I had has gone. Going from one of the quickest adults in the class to the absolute dead last slowest has been upsetting.
Having a favourite brand of ibuprofen
It's all the same drug, that's like having a favourite brand of oxygen.
Now this is a sign of getting old, I actually had a heated conversation about how Neurofen at a fiver a pack or what ever it is, is no better than supermarket own brand at about 40p a packet...
Their defence: "well Nurofen has caffine in it"
"then wash it down with a cup of coffee" says I.
You can lead a horse to water and all that.
EDIT, and for those that don't like coffee, theres always this:
https://www.tesco.com/groceries/en-GB/products/255280608
Still works out far cheaper.
Having a favourite brand of ibuprofen
And favourite antacid to go with it...
And favourite antacid to go with it…
A glass of milk?
49 here.
Reading glasses have arrived this year. It seems obvious I wouldn't get by with a single pair, so I have one at work, one in the car and one at home, plus a fold up pair for my trail toolkit so I can see to plug punctures.
Kids at university - check.
Ear beard requiring weekly trimming check.
Massive ginger eyebrow 'whiskers' check.
Inability to filter conversation in loud places check.
Police people seem young check.
HT riding increasingly feels like being beaten up check.
Went to a garden centre with the boss last bank holiday Monday…
If it's anything like my local garden centre, you'll be queuing behind a bus load of OAPs waiting to be served their cream teas.. Grrrr.. Although it does have the advantage of deterring my boss from going in there and coming out having spent £150 on an effing tree fern
Loved the "low hanging fruit" comment earlier. As a rider in a very middle aged bunch of fellow riders - this is a common topic of conversation. The speed of southern migration, year on year.
Injuries that don't go away. and injuries that once went away (usually old football and rugby ones) that then resurrect themselves some 20 years later.
Involuntary grunting when doing shoelaces up.
and I sometimes have a short nap after Bargain Hunt at lunchtime.
Timing your nocturnal pissing.
If I go just before bed then there is a good chance that I’ll need to “splash my feet” at around 4:00am. If this is the case there is pretty much no chance of getting back to sleep.
My cunning plan is not to have a wee before bed, so that I wake up at around 2:00am, thus still being tired enough to sleep through afterwards.
I've resigned myself to the reality that getting up for a pee in the middle of the night is a thing, and the notion of 8+ hours of contiguous sleep is a fond memory.
(Also, having four crepuscular animals in the house disturbing the peace - three cats and one girlfriend.)
I left the house wearing one green shoe and one black shoe earlier 😐
I now enjoy gardening - that's a worrying sign of getting older I think.
Seeing the DoBs of the kids in my group at bike club all being 2014/2015. I've (probably - it's not worth the effort to bend down to check thoroughly) got tins of food at the back of the cupboard older than them. That made me feel really old, but not as much as when the other coach piped up that he was born in 2004...
I left the house wearing one green shoe and one black shoe earlier 😐
Look on the positive side. You left the house wearing two shoes.
I didn’t get excited at the drive thru car wash today.
Reading glasses have arrived this year. It seems obvious I wouldn’t get by with a single pair, so I have one at work, one in the car and one at home, plus a fold up pair for my trail toolkit so I can see to plug punctures.
Yeah but for true old age you have to walk around the house asking "have you seen my glasses?" and "do you know where my glasses are?" multiple times a day.
You know things are getting really bad when it turns out you're actually wearing them already... 😉
(... though why any bloke would own green shoes in the first place unless they were a particularly flamboyant goth is another matter)
You know things are getting really bad when it turns out you’re actually wearing them already… 😉
Pff, I was once late for work because I couldn't find my car keys. Turned out, they were in my other hand.
I have prescription driving glasses. One clear pair and a tinted pair.
I jumped in to the car one night, put on my glasses and drove off. However, something wasn't right. So I stopped and got out to see if a headlight bulb had failed. Nope... they were both working. But why was it so dark? I couldn't fathom it out.
Anyway, about a minute or so later I stopped again, removed my sunglasses and put on the clear ones, then all was right with the world. Apart from my sore knee.
though why any bloke would own green shoes in the first place unless they were a particularly flamboyant goth is another matter
I own three pairs of green shoes. Two pairs are velcro fastening (the others are a Boa, just to kill the flamboyant goth myth)
When i was a flamboyant goth I had suede boots, with buckles and a zip fastening. They were black, of course.....
I got a new key cut today, standard yale type key for want of a better description.
I was in tesco and noticed they had a key cutting counter so thought, right! I will do this job that's been nagging me.
£9...nine bloody quid for a basic key!!!! It literally took the guy 30 seconds to do it.
I'm sure I only paid about 4 quid last time I got a key cut, which admittedly was probably about 5 years ago, maybe I should have gone to a proper cobbler/key cutting type shop...
Or Am I just getting old?
I got a key cut yesterday as well. It also cost me £9
Going into the setting in my phone and turning the font size up, just a touch, because, you know, your eyes are a little tired today.
Not undoing the above, ever.
Accidentally emitting Roy Kent-like growls when something is not quite to one’s satisfaction.
My hat blew off yesterday, and I made a pretty convincing clone of the ‘big yin’😝😝😝 all windswept.
45 here recently got reading glasses, been wearing normal ones since I was 7 or 8 though, they did ask if I wanted bifocals but I am not that old yet.
Night time pee like clockwork @2am without fail
Regularly give bollocking to the TV, mobile phone or any other household appliance that does not do what its told, they are worse than the children at times.