Not As Good As I Once Was

It’s the lyrics to a popular country song. I thought about the song last night. While the initial thoughts are more disposed to acts of intimacy, I was thinking along different lines.

For instance, I was only two minutes from completing working my scheduled eight hours when the call came. “Jones, we need you to make a hospital run.” Because the hospital I had to go to was about an hour and a half away, it being a Friday night, and everybody and their brother going to the ER, I found myself extending my shift from eight hours to nineteen hours!

During the latter part of those nineteen hours is when I learned “I’m not as good as I once was” because there was a time an all day and all night working and staying awake didn’t require the effort it does now.

Not as good as I once was also applies to my patience. Yelling youngins are more of a chore than it used to be. It applies to steady hands when painting trim, listening to complaining and whining, and being out in the heat.

Only thing I can figure is…

I’M GETTING OLD!
Until next time,

Hoss

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About Hoss

Married w/ 1 daughter & 3 step-children . Ordained minister. I do supply preaching every opportunity I get. Currently employed in a state prison system. Wife & I own a flower shop in a nearby city. I am approaching my late 50's, although I certainly don't look like it.
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