I feel like I'm 70 going on 90, which is to say, I finished my outdoor chores. I quit for the day. The office will have to wait until tomorrow or later.
While editing Sally, I felt like I was 70 going on 40. My mind is in better shape than my body.
It's pathetic, actually, how quickly I tire doing physical work these days. Hard to imagine I was once a jock!
But a time for everything and this is my time to be a mentally alert, physically tuckered out old man. No point in complaining.
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