I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I don’t know where the past year has gone. Actually, I do have an inkling of where the past year has gone (work, work, work), but I can’t believe that we’re approaching the end of 2010.
I have aged quite a bit, in this my 42nd year. My eyes suck. I need bifocals. The good news is that we have too much flexible spending money left this year, which means I get to buy another new pair of specs. The bad news is that I can’t see for s**t. I’m increasingly having to remove my glasses and bring papers up to my nose to read the writing.
In addition to the eyes, my hearing has also started to go downhill. Not a lot, mind you. However, enough so that I’m having to ask people to repeat themselves more than in the past. I’d like to think that it’s not because my ears are starting to suck, but because people just don’t know how to enunciate anymore. But if I’m being honest, I don’t think I can really blame other people for my auditory failings.
I also have a lot more gray hair, which I now strategically camouflage with highlights. I need to use a lot of hand creme and facial creme to stem the tide of wrinkles, but I think I’m already too late for that. I could go on and on, but if go through the entire inventory, I’m fairly certain I’ll age myself and my readership by another decade. Really too depressing to contemplate.