Mark Twain

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Friday, April 12, 2019

K - Kinks

K is for Kinks

#AtoZChallenge 2019 Tenth Anniversary blogging from A to Z challenge letter

If you are under 50 you probably don't know what I am talking about
when I say "kinks."  
Over 50?
 I bet you do!

I remember being a morning person in my 20s and 30s.  That sunny morning disposition died miserably somewhere in my 40s.  

Mornings became a periods of "adjustment."  Could I get out of bed without injuring myself, without talking to anyone, without losing my way to the coffee pot, without burning myself with hot coffee - and - without spilling it on my way to my LazyBoy recliner to sit take that first sip ...  all those individual victories without caffeine.

Much of my morning routine now is based on avoidance activities - honoring the messages my body sends about little "kinks" that must be eased out gently before anything too demanding is done ... like answering the telephone.

And after about age 65 - those "kinks" need to be considered at other points during the day as well ... like ...
  • Like when I attempt to turn over around 3:00 am and my calf muscle seizes up with excruciating screaming pain.  My actual 'favorite' experience (NOT) was when BOTH legs seized up at the same time. Attempting to jump out of bed to break the cramp looked like I was trying to balance on 2 broken legs!  My husband is legally blind so he missed my herculean effort.  
  • Like when I get out of bed in the morning and my body says "Not so fast. Walk carefully and deliberately no matter what your bladder is saying."
  • Like when I attempt to get out of my car after a long drive, and my back and knees remind me - "Hey, you must be kidding, we've been sitting quietly for over an hour - and NOW you want us to jump into action??"
  • Like when I have been knitting for a few glorious hours stress free hours, binge watching my favorite Netflix shows, and I decide to release my fingers from a knitting needle to scratch my nose and I hear the message radiating up my arm from my fingers - "You can knit or you can scratch but you can't do both so close together!!" 
These are the "kinks of my 70s." 
 I can hardly wait to experience the future kinks.
The Kinks of my 80s
The Kinks of my 90s  


Susan said...

That second paragraph had me howling. We must be twins - in all but the recliner.

happyone said...

I am so very blessed not to have gotten to the kinks stage yet!!
Doesn't seem to be a 'kink' in your sense of humor!!:)