Im not talking those huge decisions that reverberate through the rest of your life: Lets have a baby! Lets have a career change! I quit! No, Im talking about those insidious small changes that slowly creep up on you until one day you suddenly notice you have turned into an old duffer.
To wit; last weekend I noticed one such indicator that further confirms my decent from exhuberant youth to pitiful middle age. The highlight of my weekend was purchasing a matching set of large cooking utensils. As soon as I got home, I excitedly washed them and hung them up.
Ive never been in the position to splash out on something so wantonly extravagant and self indulgent. As I stared at them, glinting on their hooks resplendent, I was suddenly aware that I had slipped another toehold from the wall of youth.
They do look good though ay?
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