These days, though, doors are closing, period. That’s it. No new ones opening—or hardly any. (Okay, maybe this blog.) I’m compiling an interesting list of Old Age Closed Doors that I look forward to sharing with you, but for now we’ll just consider the earliest one and the latest.The first thing I had to give up because of advancing age may have been Wearing High Heels.
Yes, friends, I wore these shoes – must have been back in the 1960s. Even when I could no longer do so, I couldn’t bear to get rid of those patent leather beauties. Then when I was finally cleaning out the back of a closet my daughter caught me tossing them. “Hey, don’t throw those away! They belong in a museum.” So we photographed them for the record.
And the latest thing I’ve had to give up? I’ll let you know in a few weeks. Just had a call from the host of our local public radio call-in show; can I come in on the 23rd for the hour to talk about real estate? And for the first time ever, it occurred to me that I might not be able to hear the phone-in questions. Didn’t have any trouble last time, but that was six months ago. I hesitated, and he said “Well, you know those headphones have volume controls.” And I responded with the title from that fine book I reviewed for you last week –
“SHOUTING WON’T HELP!”Stay tuned.