The Golden Years... yeah... right.

Lol whoops :)

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:point:Absolutely hysterical!!!!!!

Speaking as one who has searched the entire house for my wristwatch..which was you guessed it on my wrist...sheesh

Sadly it won`t be too long before we both reach that stage Tom. :sorry:

[....and what is even more sad is that I will get there before you. :lol:]

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Speaking as one who has searched the entire house for my wristwatch..which was you guessed it on my wrist...sheesh

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It's usually my reading glasses for me Dan. Tear the house apart looking for them only to find them propped up on the top of my head.

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Originally Posted by Slowhand

Sadly it won`t be too long before we both reach that stage Tom. :sorry:

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Don't I know it Terry. There's days anymore when I wonder if I'm not there already. :sigh:

Tom (:macwave:... what? When? Where? What'd I miss?)

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Originally Posted by Slowhand

Sadly it won`t be too long before we both reach that stage Tom. :sorry:

[....and what is even more sad is that I will get there before you. :lol:]

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Nah you're too young in your mind to ever do something like that ...................I think :wink:

I think I passed that point long ago. Sigh.

I search desperately for my phone only to realize I'm using it. I'm still in my bronze years :-)

Gentlemen, gentlemen. Please.

Every single workday I unlock my office door. EVERY SINGLE WORK DAY, I then enter my office set down my "stuff," and then proceed to search for my keys so I can open my mail box. EVERY single work day, without fail.