Not until I've finished relieving myself. These trousers show off the embarrassing damp patch far too well.
Embarrassing? What's that?
Was/is it hard to accept being 50? 40 was terrible, when I turn 50 I'll either have to laugh to keep from crying or jump in front of a truck.
I hit 50 two years ago and it didn't really bother me. I always think getting old is better than the alternative. Some of my friends never made it.
Nope, not hard at all. But then I had no problems with hitting 40.
TBH, the hardest was 20. After that, it's all been a breeze.
Nah. I'm 56 and I'm boozing & schmoozing, artfagging and fornicating with aplomb. With two plombs, actually.
One of the most positive changes since my forties has been that I give less of a fuck about anything with every passing year. Greyhair & I have completely changed the direction of our work; I bought a mountain bike & take great pleasure in careering down a bridleway on the verge of being completely out of control. I go to the park & bounce about on Poweriser stilts or fly my quadcopter. I recently bought £200 of booze to fill a cocktail cabinet. I wear what the hell I want and say what the hell I want, in private or on public platforms.
Mid-life crisis? Whether I go by my death date tattoo or the sheer abuse I rain upon my body, I must be well over mid-way, and it certainly doesn't feel like a crisis; just liberation.
You are all an inspiration! I hope I can approach 50 like that, but I doubt it. 40 was hard and every passing year just pisses me off more. By the time 50 rolls around I'll be screaming at kids on my lawn and mumbling to myself!