Did you overdo it this weekend? Did you spend your Sunday rearranging furniture? Maybe, to get ready for your appointment with your Bourke Accounting tax preparer or bookkeeper, you were forced to stand under hot water until the broken glass in your back melted. Maybe you uttered attractive moans and groans while you put your shoes on. Don’t worry, Bourke Accounting professionals will wait while you get your feet under you.
But. Are we getting old?
After feeling the repercussions of doing something stupid, like lifting with your back and not your legs, you can repeat my mantra: I am not 18, I am not Wolverine. This is meant to be a reminder that we won’t bounce back the way we used to, so we should probably stretch before doing something physically difficult. Does that mean I’m old, too? And, wait a second, in these more sensitive times, am I even allowed to use the adjective “old”?
I don’t mind being called “middle-aged” or “old.” After the stuff I did in my ill-spent youth, I wear it as a badge of honor (my chiropractor was very curious as to what the X-Ray of a former punk rock stage diver’s spine looked like. He was not disappointed). However, I seem to be in the minority. According to The Week (Vol. 20, Issue 961), because a lot of our more mature (?) citizens are in good health and bopping along well, they “hate such traditional terms as ‘senior’ and ‘elderly’.” In addition, calling people old is believed to deny them their “right to have ambitions and plans for the stretch of their life that’s still ahead of them” (The Week).
AARP.org reports that “the public associates aging almost exclusively with decline and deterioration.” Well, sure. I can promise that, even though I used to be able to go to work after an hour’s worth of sleep, I would be utterly useless if I tried that now. NPR.org suggests that “older adults” is perhaps the least hateful term in use. However, the moniker “super adult” is another option in descriptive choices. Um. Super Adult. Yeah, no, thank you.
There is also a push to use the term “elder,” which I like. It brings up visions of an experienced and wise person, willing to use their sage-like advice to guide another generation. In addition, I feel that it’s a term of respect. I might not be at the elder stage yet, but I’m holding the name for when I need it.
I don’t think it matters what we call someone over the age of 65. If someone calls you old in a derogatory way, just remind them that, if all goes well, they’ll get there, too. Your body parts might not be where you kept them when you were 18, but, hey, they’re still there.
Your age isn’t an issue to your Bourke Accounting tax preparer or bookkeeper. Of course, throughout your entire financial life, certain ages require different handling. Are you starting a family? Your Bourke Accounting professional can offer advice. Are you about to retire? Your Bourke Accounting expert can lead you down a happy road. Do you prefer to be called a “senior”? No problem. Do you want to be called a Super Adult…no. Just no.
Written by Sue H.