You know you're old

You know you're old when you're about to leave the house for a gig and you stop and say, "Wait, have we got the painkillers?"

You know you're old when everyone else is waving two arms in the air but you can only wave one because you've got a bad shoulder! 

But worth it for three hours of Springsteen. All Bruced out. Lots of old favourites in with some newer songs plus some contemplation of death, lost friends, memories, and living for the now. And all rockin'!

Even Husband sort of enjoyed it! It helped that the traffic was fine, and we found a parking space quite easily - and without having to pay £20 - and his foot lasted. It's very bad today though. He went to the gym with a bad foot and came back with a worse one so no sympathy.

Yesterday morning's speaking in church was fine too. Once I started I calmed down and Monty remarked on how cool and confident I was. He also said, "People told me they understood everything you said." Which is good and sort of a compliment I think?!

But several people did say to me how they could relate to what I said, which was lovely. Oh, the bible character I most relate to is Peter! He means well but gets it wrong a lot of the time.

So all in all a successful day. And now to relax a little.