Great - MORE to look forward to. Speaking of eyesight: I've always had superior eyesight. 20:10-20:15 material. Close and far, beyond perfect. At about 44 the decline began. At 46 it was getting scary fast on close up work, and my arms weren't getting longer. At 48, blindness didn't seem out of the question. So I asked the eye doc last go around: "When does this nasty decline end?" Answer: "Oh no problem, it tapers off at 55 or so......then cataracts start...."
Really, I enjoy life more now, than I ever did before. I take very little for granted anymore, and I find I am more easily made content. If we make it from the garage to the house, before the rain starts, we laugh and feel grateful. I would not trade my young and restless days for what I have now. I really 'would' like my killer figure back though. I suppose it wont be long, before I get over that too however, and I say bring it on.