Please Share 3 Things You Appreciate about Being Old

It is great fun to remember, with my age mates (I'm 85) phone booths, dial phones, and back to our early phone with a a wood boxe on the wall, a speaker coming out from the wood backboard, and the ear piece on a cord. We would ring for the operator and giving her the number I wanted to call; however, we could call some neighbors w/o ringing for the operator. Our number was 13X4 = 13 means line 13, x= 1 long ring, and 4 = 4 short rings. We'd answer the phone when we heard 1 long ring and 4 short rings. Good friends were 13X3 witch means they were also on line 13, and we could reach them by ringing 1 long ring and 3 short rings; we didn't have to call central for the operator to ring them.

I didn't answer the phone by myself until I was a grade schooler. It was too high on the wall for a child to answer. We lived on a farm and one of my jobs was to collect the eggs from the hen house. One day I had picked up the eggs in the hen house and put them in the big apron I had on. Walking back to the farm house, I heard the phone ringing and it was 1 long and 4 shorts. I entered the house, first through the wood shed, then through the screen porch, through the kitchen, and finally into the living room where the phone was up on the wall. When I reached up to pick up the receiver, I let go of a corner of the apron and 10 or so eggs fell to the floor. What a mess I created by trying to be helpful!

@joanland
I’m only 82 but your egg story reminds me of my egg story. I was on a basketball scholarship at a low budget school, so a job was part of the scholarship. I worked at an egg farm in Oregon. My job was to box the eggs after they were “candled” (checked to insure no chicken). Well, this was a Friday night and there was a party. I was in a big hurry and the box had 60 dozen eggs. It was on a hand truck and it tipped forward…I had no choice! I DROPPED 60 DOZEN EGGS!!! To add insult to injury I only had paper towels, a broom, and a dust pan to clean up. It took me most of the night!
NO PARTY.

😂, I'm sorry for laughing but that's the first thing I started to do when I tried to think about good things on aging, I am 76. Ok, now I will look at the good things about getting older, before I retired my life was always was on the clock, now I can relax a bit on that point. If I'm extra tired from working in the garden or some other chore, I am free to take a nape or sleep-in the next day. I have more time for my friends, reading, art, gardening, and doing projects around the home. Finally was able to take time to get both my knees replaced, and a much needed hysterectomy. My next project, this January, painting my bedroom. 😁

The Golden Years have taught me the following:
1. I have learned that age offers better degrees of wisdom. Looking back on selected experiences helps
2. I have learned to pause more before I make a decision. Before, I used to just use snap judgements at times
3. I have learned to appreciate others more. I think being more patient and tolerant has helped me learn.
4. My mother who was active until 92 used to say, “We are as old as we feel.” I am 86 and I now agree with her.
Finally,
5. I have learned with age to relax more and do nothing at times.
. An old Mexican proverb is “Que bonito no hacer nada y luego descansar.” How beautiful to do nothing and then REST. Amen!