Warning – Although this is ‘normally’ a remodeling blog – I sometimes choose to ‘go reflective’ on lessons life is teaching me. This post falls in this category.
The funniest post I read on Facebook (the social network for old people who aren’t ‘snap-chatting’ and ‘tick-tocking’) on my 60th birthday (note – my birthday was February 13th and it’s still not too late to send me some ‘cold hard’ cash on my GO FUND ME page) was from my former roommate and fellow Carnegie-Mellon alum Terry Slade. Terry summed it up best when he said….
Happy Birthday Mike. 60 is the new 60. Deal with it.
I know 60 is supposed to be a ‘milestone’ birthday everyone dreads. However, for me it was a birthday I was (silently) looking forward to. And it was for a reason my wife always found strange, but I sometimes resemble that remark.
You see I was looking forward to turning 60 and it’s not because I would start to ‘evolve into’ the older ‘distinguished look.’ I didn’t need to evolve into the ‘older’ look because I’ve ‘arrived’ at that milestone a long time ago. Drug Mart has tallied up sales for MANY bottles of $9.99 Just for Men dark-brown hair coloring (now my secret is out) with the ‘special applicator brush’ to show for my futile attempts to reverse the aging process.