Age Sixty-four and counting....

Today is February 23, 2012 and it's the eve of my birthday. Am I excited? Not at all because... what is there to be excited about? I am at an age where you're too old to romp around with your grandchildren but not quite old enough to be on Medicare. It makes me feel like when I was a child with the same problem...not old enough to do some things but too old for other things. It's one of those "almost there moments but not quite." You feel sad and angry at the same time. At least I'm old enough to collect Social Security and in some places, I actually receive a senior discount, if I can prove it! Don't know if that's good or bad. Do I look my age so they don't have to ask for ID or do I look that young when they do ask. Seems like I have mixed emotions on that subject. Does this same feeling happen to anyone else, I wonder?

So...I have to wait one more year til Medicare kicks in. Will I feel totally ancient next year or will I feel like I finally made it and begin to really celebrate with glee and break out in song-n-dance? Come back next year to see! Til then....Happy Birthday to me in low key, please!