I attended my first Psychology of Aging class recently.
Initially, it seems like a class I will enjoy. The first question our Professor asked was
what age we, as individuals, feel is old, and why. I knew immediately that this was going to be
painful. The ages mentioned ranged from
60 (OUCH!), as indicated by one naive youngster, to 85, as indicated by...yours
truly. The youngster’s reasoning was
that age 60 is when people begin to qualify for Senior Citizen discounts. My reasoning, which I unabashedly related to the class, is that since I am flirting with
60, I don’t consider it old. (Yes, that
comment caused much laughter among the youngsters.) Additionally, I know many people in their
eighties who are still quite spry! They are active, optimistic, and sharp as a tack! I find them inspirational.
The temperature was all of 10 degrees when
I went to school. I was dressed as if I
were preparing to run the Iditarod. I
appeared to be carrying about 25 extra pounds from the numerous layers I was
sporting.
Additionally, my apartment is
freezing. I took a ride to Target so
that I could do some shopping and warm up simultaneously. I couldn’t find a sweater or a pair of boots
in the place, but there were racks upon racks of bathing suits. Hello?!?!? It’s
January?!?!? I wonder…if the stores
continue to rush the seasons, perhaps
they will eventually come full circle, and wind up selling clothing in the appropriate time of year?!?!?
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