I never thought I was old till last year, I am 54. Now, Reading this, I feel young.
Well some days. I agree about the knees thing, Got down on the floor in the kitchen to rumage in the cupboard for a pan and it was a groan session getting back up!
No one expects you to look sexy every second;
Or be on the fast track to a stratospheric career;
Or be able to party all night;
Or "Have It All;"
Or have six-pack abs, nonexistent hips and a gym-toned butt;
Or ride 6 horses a day without getting tired;
Or have perfect children, Prince Charming and a white picket fence.
Sooo . . . if you can pull off ANY of these things, you're a winner!
(The rest of us don't care, and just enjoy sleeping in . . . )
I do have to say, I am enjoying the liberation which comes from knowing I no longer have a snowball's chance in hell of being mistaken for part of the hip crowd. Not much point in trying to protect the reputation I don't have.