BarryBobPosthole
11-28-2019, 11:18 AM
I turned 65 this past summer and it seems like every day I notice something else that ‘comes with age’. Some are good. Damn good in fact. some not so much. Some are just things that make you go ‘Huh.’
One of the more annoying things that has afflicted me the past year or so is my sensitivity to noise. Causes big time stress. I worked in a profession where, at least during my technical years, lots of noise was as common as breathing. I was ‘HF Man’ on a lot of our military exercises and if you’ve never talked over hf radios, just think am only more static. Then try to talk on it.
My family is a fairly loud family. They talk over the tv, turn it up so they can hear it, and then talk louder. Its a way of life. Laughter is the loudest, followed closely by scolding kids and dogs. My wife can peel the paint off a four year old. But they love their grandma. Its not like she’s yelling at them. she’s just loud as hell. So am I. No apologies or judgements. Its just the way we are.
Lately when the family gets together, I noticed I would get wound up tighter than Dick’s hatband. Then I noticed it was the noise that was the main cause. If you can’t live with pandemonium, you can’t live with grandkids around. So its not that. I can go into a quiet room for five minutes and the tension melts. It weird and I don’t like it. But its better now that I know the source.
Or maybe it was always there but because I was more of a participant I just never really noticed?
Life is wonderful at every age and I’m thankful for it all. But it still throws you curveballs instead of fastballs when you get to your ‘golden years’.
BKB
One of the more annoying things that has afflicted me the past year or so is my sensitivity to noise. Causes big time stress. I worked in a profession where, at least during my technical years, lots of noise was as common as breathing. I was ‘HF Man’ on a lot of our military exercises and if you’ve never talked over hf radios, just think am only more static. Then try to talk on it.
My family is a fairly loud family. They talk over the tv, turn it up so they can hear it, and then talk louder. Its a way of life. Laughter is the loudest, followed closely by scolding kids and dogs. My wife can peel the paint off a four year old. But they love their grandma. Its not like she’s yelling at them. she’s just loud as hell. So am I. No apologies or judgements. Its just the way we are.
Lately when the family gets together, I noticed I would get wound up tighter than Dick’s hatband. Then I noticed it was the noise that was the main cause. If you can’t live with pandemonium, you can’t live with grandkids around. So its not that. I can go into a quiet room for five minutes and the tension melts. It weird and I don’t like it. But its better now that I know the source.
Or maybe it was always there but because I was more of a participant I just never really noticed?
Life is wonderful at every age and I’m thankful for it all. But it still throws you curveballs instead of fastballs when you get to your ‘golden years’.
BKB