Life Is Like A Roll Of Toilet Paper

Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.
                                                                                       ~ Author Unknown

I'm going to be just a tad honest here and tell you I'm taking an online course called How To Build A Blog You Truly Love with the wonderful Liv Lane.  For this course we were told to write a blog posting where we revealed a bit of ourselves, our fears, and/or to get out of our comfort zone. 

So I'm going to talk about something I really try to avoid, like my age!  I know some of you are aware that I retired early and that Mr. Cottage and I just spent our 7th winter in Florida.  I've been on a real roll these past few years, especially this last year.  I announced yesterday on this blog that it was my 1 year blogiversary.  If you haven't already done so, please go to this posting now and enter for my first ever giveaway for some of my artwork.  You can enter until this coming Sunday evening.  Anyways, what I'm getting to is that I've entered the world of blogging with so many younger people.  Geez, for some of you, I'm old enough to be your mother, and in some cases, your grandmother!  But I have to be honest and tell you that for me, age is just a number (now if only my aches and pains would just realize that!).



photo by News New Mexico

Now you're probably wondering what this posting has to do with toilet paper.  No, it's nothing dirty, like what you've probably been thinking.  You know when you go to use a new roll of toilet paper, it goes rather slowly because the roll is so large; but as you get closer to the end of the roll, it spins faster and next thing you know you're out of toilet paper.  Well, that's kind of what life is like, especially when you get older.  The older you get, the faster the time seems to go.  I wrote about this in one of my other blog postings once, that it seems like I wake up in the morning and I'm drinking my coffee, the day flies by and next thing I know it's morning again and I'm drinking my coffee.  Remember the movie Groundhog Day?  Growing older is sort of like that!

Now for the revelation...I'm going on Medicare in October.  YIKES!!  I'm going to be 65 years old!  There, it's out in the open now, but I honestly have a mind that thinks I'm only 45-50 years old.  I wrote my motto in the sand this past winter...

If you believe you can do something, truly believe it, then regardless what obstacles are in your way, you can achieve your dreams.  For me it has always been art.  My favorite paintings have been with watercolors, but I always heard how hard it was to work with.  So it wasn't until three years ago I decided to try it and guess what?  I fell in love with it and it with me.  I may not have 40 plus more years to get very experienced with it like many artist my age have been doing since majoring in art while in college, but I'll do what I can with what I can, while I can. 

Just because us older folks are just that...OLDER, doesn't mean we rock in our rocking chairs from morning to night.  Our son, #2, says we're never home and he can't ever get a hold of us.  Well, maybe that's because Mr. Cottage and I are always on the go wherever the fun is taking us...



December 2011

I have to admit that there are a number of times I really do wish I were only 40-45 years old, but then I remember that I would be dealing with our sons as teenagers again and I don't want to go there for anything!  So I'll happily be content where I am and just go along for this joyous ride...