When you least expect it age will grab hold and not let go.

This happens at different ages for different people but the end result is the same…it hurts.

Your knees hurt, your feet hurt, your back hurts…even your ear lobes hurt.

Well the ear lobes hurting may not be due to aging, but you get the idea.

Mrs. KC and I had our day trip the other day where we spent a lot of the time walking around. Not only walking but going in and out of RV’s up and down the steps required to get in and out. It’s hard on the feet, the knees and even the hips. The worst of it doesn’t come in to play until you wake up the next day and roll out of bed.

Ow, oh, ouch, oh, ow ow ow…

That’s just raising up to get out of bed…

So here it is two days later and it still feels like I participated in a triathlon. In a sense I guess it was…riding the eighty miles in the car, standing in line to get in and the big finish…walking through most of the south hall of the Kentucky convention center.

Who said a day off wasn’t strenuous…?

I need to find a comfortable chair to take a load off.

As always…I must be off.

Just click play…

As always…I must be off.

Just click play…

Sadly, for me that is not the case…

With distractions at every turn it gets harder and harder to stay focused on one thing longer than it takes to get out of bed.

Getting out of bed is one thing that does take longer these days…

The first iPhone I got was a couple months after they were released. The thinking then was that even at five hundred dollars it was still cheaper than a new laptop. Besides, I would have access to the Internet anywhere there was a cell signal.

Right on both counts…

But the down side to ubiquitous Internet and a plethora of apps is deciding exactly what to do with it.

After a while you get the feeling you’re missing out on something and find yourself in hot pursuit of the next big thing. Even while people are trying to talk to you in person.

For Gods sake can’t they tell I’m busy…how rude of them trying to have a real conversation while I’m trying to follow all my peeps on twitter and Facebook.

Not to mention the endless Googling for important information…

What…? Did you say something…?

Hence, the lack of patience. Mostly with myself because I’ve become trapped, a prisoner of all things immediate and as a consequence find myself missing out on real life.

Too many distractions too much time wasted on what magnitude earthquake just hit Sumatra and missing the cute little smile my new granddaughter just made. When I should have the camera app cued up so as to take a snapshot of that cute smile.

Somebody stop me…

All things can be good in moderation. It just seems that technology lends itself to needing intervention rather than being used for good.

Like a six year old still sucking on a pacifier in public. Watching people with their smartphones tapping away constantly to God knows who and why is just as disconcerting.

We each have our weaknesses…the hard part is keeping them in check.

Sorry this post ran down so many rabbit holes…the latest stock quotes were coming across the ticker.

As always…I must be off.