What Happens When an Old Lady Has Too Much Time on Her Hands?

She writes a blog, of course! *Since I have nothing else inspiring to do with myself in the cold and snow, I've had a lot of time to think about stuff. (Yes, I MEANT to say "stuff" even though I objected to it when my students used it.) Today, I choose to write about some of the little inequities of life. *Inequity #1: My sister got all of the the good family genes. Definitely not fair! She is the petite one, with the full head of not-gray, straight hair. She always looks like she just stepped out of the dry cleaners, even though she pretends that she's just "grungy". Yeah, right! *Inequity #2: Why is it that now that I can sleep in any day of the week, I am always awake at 5:30 AM?? *#3: Why do people make fun of old folks? It is a source of comedy on every angle, but it's not funny! Once upon a time, I wondered why old people took tiny steps and walked more side-to-side than front-to -back. The ultimate answer is that leg strength--the ability to raise the knees in order to walk properly, is lost. Hell, I can't even open jars these days without help. Lost strength is a big issue. #4. I have only three surgical scars on my body, and all three are from the neck up. WHY couldn't these have occurred in places on my body that wouldn't show???? *5. Why do I watch Animal Planet and realize that I could give a nice home to a kitty, when I really don't want another life to take care of, other than my own?? *6. Why must I be so tired of winter when we are only a month into the season? Probably because we had 3-4 snowfalls before Christmas. Ugh! *I'm sure there are more things for me to whine about, but maybe I'll wait for another occasion to do it. I haven't left the house in two days and it is beginning to affect my perspective. Come on spring! I'm ready!