What is it with growing old that unimportant mundane shit becomes so fascinating?

Like timing the mailman or questioning why this week the garbage truck came from the opposite side of the street than it did last week.

Oh and what age after retiring does a couch become a Davenport?

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You have a recliner already and sleep with an electric heater by your feet. You wear a knitted cardigan with big buttons so they're easier to do. You don't know how much, but you make old man noises when you move. And you've started to walk with your hands clasped behind your back. Not because you're used to being tied up and cuffed. But because it helps you balance while you walk.

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