I have to laugh at myself

I've heard senior citizens say, "I wish I was young again." Guess what? I just realized that I have reverted to what's known as second childhood. I recently found myself telling people, "I'm 84 and a half." How many little folks have you heard telling someone, "I'm 4 and a half, or 5 and a half"? Both of us are proud of our age. I have to laugh at myself.

There was a time in my life several years back when out in a restaurant and I needed to use their rest room. I was just about to enter when a gentleman emerged and informed me, "This is the men's room!"

The next time my daughter and I were in a restaurant didn't I do the same thing again! This time I walked in, noticed a difference from how the women's room looked but did it register? No! With mission accomplished I left. Fortunately no one else came in while I was in there.

As my daughter and I were leaving the restaurant I was telling her what I had done. A lady, who was in her 50s, was entering the restaurant, heard what I told my daughter and said, "Now I know what I have to look forward to." Fortunately that was my LAST entrance into the men's room. Thank goodness.

Now if any of you can enlighten me as to why in the world I did that – twice – please let me know. I have never figured that one out. I could have died of embarrassment but as I'm not ready to die just yet (I have more  stories to write) I decided it would be better just to laugh at myself.

Carol Janovsky

Bay Village

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