Officially Old

Today I am officially old. I have reached the age where I can collect Social Security benefits if I choose to. It snuck up on me. I knew that it was looming in the future, but the future came at a faster pace than I thought. In reality, age does not matter to me. My mind is young even though my back feels a bit creaky. Sixty two is the "take no more crap" age. If I am not happy at work, I can still collect money that I paid into the system. I do not have to worry about moving up the work ladder. I am on the highest rung and can now look down and laugh.