Packing - Part II "Aging Gracefully?"

Well, I don't know how "gracefully" I'm doing it, but I'm definitely aging.  I decided to pack a crate of things, mostly souvenirs and gifts people have given us from their countries over these 5 years...but also some clothes, with LOTS of bubble wrap! 

I have hurt ever since!

I figured out pretty quickly that I need to *pace myself*.  I'm like that with almost anything I really want or need to do.  I just jump in and go all obsessive over it!  I do it with quilting or reading or making a budget (Steve, I put that one in for you!)  But, really...this packing thing is hard.  Actually, it's not so much the actual "packing" as the being on my feet for long periods of time.

Leaving the subject of packing...I have never minded growing older.  Never cared who knew my age.  Still don't!  (I'm 58, in case you wanted to know)  I have always loved older people and wanted to grow old gracefully and be a sweet "old lady". :)  I kinda like my gray hair (truthfully, I only highlight it to give it more body...honest!) and I love the respect you get when you're older, like people helping you get your carryon out of the overhead bin on the plane.  I love that!  I usually don't even have to ask...I just start to get it and some nice gentleman says, "Here, let me help you".  Nice. 

I loved my 40's, am absolutely adoring my 50's and look forward to my 60's.  The thing is:  My Body Is NOT Cooperating!

So, packing reminds me not only of the fact that I have too much stuff, but also that I'm not getting any younger.  One of Steve's favorite sayings is "Getting old ain't for sissies!"  Oh, how true...But, I wouldn't go back to my 20's for a million dollars...maybe for a day or two just to play with my kiddos, but not permanently.  So, I'm stuck with this body and I do plan to get it into better shape when I get settled.  Yep, that's my story and I'm stickin' to it!