Getting older and things to be grateful for

I'm getting older. 70 in December.
I'm not an housework fanatic these days like I used to be.
After evening dinner, that's it for the day. As they say" I can't be arsed"'
I don't have the energy that I once had.
Mind you, I could spend hours on the garden. Planting, weeding and watering.
I'm content being at home with my own company during the day.
At what age do we define as being 'old'
I can remember thinking that most of the teachers at school were old but looking back now I guess on average they were only in their forties.
That goes for people I used to work with too and people in our village. They seemed old to us youngsters.

I would not say I am "grateful" for anything as that would imply I got something I had not earned or deserved.

Like some of the posters upthread it is good to be in a place where I can more or less do as I like without reference to anyone else. I will be 80 next months and have certainly earned the right to put myself first.

Grateful that I don’t have to set the alarm. Can stay up all night if I choose. Can wear what I like. Pretend to be deaf if I don’t want to answer. Can doze in the afternoon and if I leave my phone in the fridge no one bats an eyelid, it’s expected.

Close family living nearby; linking up with the remaining relatives and old friends of my age.

So wish that Gransnet would introduce a like button.

I realise that I am finally content to be me. I have to accept that I'm a introvert - becoming even more so as time passes. I only want to see my immediate family and my grandchildren bring me more joy than I could have imagined. I have no inclination to reach out beyond my family. I'm encouraged to reconnect with past colleagues and acquaintances but I am numb to the thought. I often think I should have consulted a therapist to untangle my inner thoughts and personality traits but it would no doubt cost a fortune for someone suitably qualified and is probably too late now! I love to be home and pottering - in control of my little domain as far as health conditions allow.
So Applegran, I say to you that getting older has brought clarity and contentment (I think!) I have so enjoyed this thread and love to read thoughts from others - thank you!

My dear old Dad used to joke in his 90s “I know it’s a good day when I read the obituary column in the local paper and my name’s still not in it” 😆

I'm amazed, - and grateful - just to still be here at the age of 86. Nearer to 87 actually. And in reasonably good health although just starting to fall apart a bit now.
Apart from my family,with whom I get on marvellously, I get great joy out of my lovely surroundings in the countryside. I'm surrounded by trees and birds , with very little traffic.
I've got used to being on my own now and doing just what I want to do.

My greatest blessing is that I have all my AC and their families, within 6 -7 miles of my house. That doesn’t mean, I see them every week. And that doesn’t mean we haven’t had our ups and downs. But I’m sure we will pull together, God forbid, if the need arises.
I also love the end of the day, when I have cleaned the kitchen, put away the dishes and glance at a clutter free kitchen. Bliss !

Still looking. Not joking.

NotSpaghetti

I love hanging washing out too!
Small pleasures.

I know how truly lucky I am to have my lovely husband still - when many old friends are on their own now. I give thanks for still having him by my side and him loving me still.
I really do feel blessed.

I feel this too.
Though mixed as loving more is being equally scared of loss.
Having said that what a lovely thread about the good things of ageing.

It’s my grandchildren. I could never have imagined how much pleasure they would bring.

I love hanging washing out too!
Small pleasures.

I know how truly lucky I am to have my lovely husband still - when many old friends are on their own now. I give thanks for still having him by my side and him loving me still.
I really do feel blessed.