This is going to date me I know. I’ve had this song running through my head for about a week now because my birthday’s almost here. It sure seems that not so very long ago, this song came out and I thought, “Wow, it’ll be a long time until that’s me.” The Beatles recorded this song in 1966. I never thought I’d ever write a blog post about it. There were no computers back then.
So what can I say when I think of this song? Yes, being out until quarter of four (in the morning) is quite like me. I’m a night owl and don’t expect that to change much. Yes, I’ve been locked out of the house as well when it wasn’t nearly this late, and I was only across the street visiting the neighbor.
I don’t know about mending a fuse, but I would try knowing how I push myself to conquer things I don’t know. I’m not the type to knit a sweater or anything else. I have no grand children to bounce on my knee either and I feel I’m getting too old to pull weeds, although I do it occasionally. I’m more likely to be down on my knees cleaning house. That’s a weekly occurrence around here. My knees always say ouch, but I don’t listen.
There are no Valentines or bottles of wine for me unless I buy them myself. Needing me and feeding me is debatable sometimes. I do usually get a birthday card though. That’s enough I guess.
What can I say? The years are flying by. I’m glad I stay in reasonably good shape. Most of the time, it’s only the calendar that tells the true story. Let’s hope it stays that way. I have a lot more to do before I kick the bucket, I hope.
If you’d like to relive this song for a few minutes, click on the link below.