Turning 60

I clearly remember my 30th birthday party.  I loved being 30.  It was a great decade for me. I turned 30 with two degrees under my belt, lots of great friends, exciting fun times and late nights. 

I clearly remember turning 50.  My sweet friends orchestrated a surprise party for me (at my own house!) with the theme of "I love Ronna" --I was so overwhelmed by their acts of kindness.  It was truly a standout moment for me.  

Well, this year I turned 60.  SIXTY.  6.0.  When I turned 55, I was so glad to qualify for the discount at the Movie Tavern.  But while 60 is a new decade, this year does not bring with it any new perks.  You have to be 62 for most senior discounts and 65 to qualify for Medicare so I guess being 60 is like being a Sophomore in High School:  you are not the new kid on the block (Freshman) and you can't drive or have your own prom (Junior.) 60 is the "middle child."

So, I guess I will just sit and bide my time until 62.  I still have great friends and fun times but no longer any late nights.  Conclusion:  60 is just being old without any perks.