You're only as old as you feel...

...so I must be ninety-nine! I'm trying to get all my iris bulbs back in the ground in the new flower bed. I worked on it Monday and Tuesday for several hours. I could hardly walk Wednesday! The back of my legs cramped from getting up and down. I spent several hours out there tonight, so I'm worried about how I'm going to feel in the morning. I got to thinking earlier - I have forty-seven more years left if I live as long as my grandmother! Now I understand why she was getting so desperate to go to heaven. I can't imagine living forty-seven more years. I used to say I want to live to be one hundred. Now I know I don't.