FYI: I still don’t look my age. And when I have GOOD days, I don’t feel it, either.
Mostly, folks guess me 13-25 years younger, but I have the mileage to prove that’s not the case! LOL!
I married a man 20 years my senior (the late Igor) and he was, in his own way, a talented musician. He would play a game with me: He would play a few notes (or a bar or two) on the organ/piano, and think he had stumped me. I knew every song, word for word, and could recall things that he figured I was too young to remember.
All this is to say: He was an educated idiot, and I, who didn’t finish high school, beat him at chess. The story behind that is pathetically funny, but I will relate it if you ask.
And with that, I’m taking my silly self to bed. The Stig has been singing all day, but he just recently gave it up. And for now, so will I.
Later! :o])
You didn’t finish high school and I’m very happy to receive your literature recommendations. Wow! That should tell you something!