The pros and cons of getting older

Somewhere on the timeline of life, everyone makes the transition from “growing up” to “growing older.” It is hard to pinpoint when that happens, but like terrorism, porn, or plain old creepiness, even if you can’t describe it, you will know it when you see it.

I see it.

But I’m an optimistic guy. I won’t let it get me down. I mean, for every bad thing about aging, there has to be a counterbalancing good thing, right?

Con: Your body deteriorates.

Pro: If your body wakes up in the morning, you are ahead of the game.

Con: You eventually end up on a fixed income.
Pro: Two words: compound interest.

Con: No one takes you seriously.
Pro: You don’t care.

Con: People get tired of hearing you talk about the way things used to be.

Pro: You don’t care.

Con: You get set in your ways.
Pro: What used to be image problems become character traits through the filter of time.

Con: Your legs don’t look so good in shorts any more.
Pro: You can wear calf-high socks with shorts and kind of like it.

Con: You lose your hair.
Pro: Barbershop fees = zero.

You get the point. Besides, it isn’t so bad maturing along with all of your buddies who, for the most part, are getting older at about the same rate. Still, it sure would be nice to run the bases again, or bend down to pick up a quarter, or eat an ice cream cone without wondering whether that will be the one to make you diabetic.

I guess the best thing to do is to just enjoy the ride and see what life brings you. That’s a pretty good philosophy no matter what age you are. Maybe I am just over-thinking this whole thing.

I must be getting old.