getting too old for this shit

Despite attempting to rest most of yesterday, an hour before I had to go play the Maundy Thursday service I was still exhausted. Fortunately I did get a small second wind which enabled me to survive the evening. This is getting ridiculous. Wednesday’s schedule did me in. I think it was the addition of a long intense funeral. Nevertheless one feels that one is just getting too old for this shit.

Ahem. I have always had to scroll.
You know.
Since scrolling was invented along with the interwebs.

This morning I realized that I have had the gift of five more years of life than my uncle Richard who died at 57. Midkiff men seem to have a tendency toward short lives of confusion. At least my life has been a good one so far. I feel grateful for meeting my wife, knowing my children and having music and ideas in my life.

this pic is sarcastic.

Here’s hoping I can continue to come up with strategies to husband the resources of my aging energy.

unfortunately, this pic is not sarcastic.

At least I don’t have the usual classes this morning.

Am receiving an unusual number of compliments on the Wednesday funeral.

I was underpaid monetarily ($50) but am being lavishly remunerated with praise. Thought I would mention it since I bitch so much in this space about being invisible to so many.