It came in the mail so it’s official . . . I’m old enough for a Golden Buckeye Card. They’re for Ohio senior citizens. I don’t think of myself as a senior, but now I am. I have the Golden Buckeye Cards to prove it.
Turning 30, 40, or 50 never bothered me. I’m named after my grandmother. She died when my mom was two. She never got to turn 50 or 60. I found a cool link to help me celebrate my age by the numbers . . .
On May 7, 2019 I’ll be –
Or 525,216 hours,
Or 21,884 days,
Or 3,126 weeks,
Or 718 months,
Or 60 years.
Or 6 decades.
Age is a state of mind! On May 7th I’ll be anything from 6 to 31 million. Let’s just say I’m timeless! If you’d like to see how timeless you are, click on this link, and type in your birthday. Happy aging! https://happyhappybirthday.net/en/1959/05/07
When I write, I can only have one voice in my head, mine. A little noise is fine. But too much, or worse yet, WORDS, and I must change rooms or pull out headphones. Then I can write on!