Musette’s Musings: Gifts of a Certain Age

You know, Posse, my papi had a saying: “you get old… or you get dead”.  And while I’m happy to be in the ‘old’ category (or ‘old-er’, I guess) that category does come with challenges – things you experienced in your 20s and 30s suddenly come back to remind you of your misspent youth.  Got thrown off a horse at 24?  At 54, it’ll come roaring back to remind you – that morning when you can’t get out of bed because your back is SHRIEKING!!! ‘What the HELL were you thinking, doing (insert whatever foolishness caused your misery, 30 years later)??? And Floyd knows I don’t need any more art/books/jewelry (except for that 22cwt IF emerald cut diamond I’ve had my eye on) –

so … I’ve been getting ‘different’ gifts from folks, especially my gals who, like me, are of a Certain Age.  It started about 5 years ago, when my sister had me try her TENS unit.  Omg.  I saw stars!  It made my busted shoulder feel awesome!

I didn’t think anything of it, though – until the hollerdays rolled around and I found a TENS under my tree!

Then… then my cousin came to visit – and instead of a box of chocolates she brought me a massage gun.

Then I pinched a nerve in my neck and had to get a new hot water bottle to replace my mother’s 50yr old model.  I loved it so much I got one for March, who loves it!

A new yoga mat! (and every time I get down on the mat (which is twice a day) I am reminded of the stateroom scene in ‘Killers of a Certain Age’ and I have to chuckle – even assassins grow older … if they’re lucky. 

Paraffin wax tub for my hands!

My house is turning into a hybrid spa/rehab center and I’m not sure I’m all that mad about it.  But I do have to ask – is this a regular thing for us Certain Agers or is it just that everyone who knows me knows how many impact injuries I’ve sustained over the years, given my horse & motorcycle activities and my propensity to fall off roofs… are there any of my beloved Posse who are starting to get these kinds of gifts?

Ain’t mad about it (okay I love it!!!) but I do find it … different.

And why isn’t anybody giving me that damb diamond?

 

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