Young Me Versus Old Me

When I was young, I had all this energy and little knowledge. Google didn't exist. I had to rely on my elders for how to do things. Half the time they were worried I'd take their jobs, the other half they would suggest ways that would save my back, or my knees.

I didn't get it. I was a stupid young pup. I did things my way. I lifted things improperly.  I worked much harder than I should have. I'm paying for it now.

If I had Google, or YouTube, I would have gotten so much more accomplished. They didn't exist back then. I was a pup running around in circles, or one paralyzed in fear that I would screw something up.

Now, I just spent a month and a half working on my summer home and I'm sore as heck. My back is in pain. My knees don't work. All this could have been prevented when I was younger, but I repeat, "I was stupid." It'll take me two months and maybe an operation to recover. Getting old sucks.

Ahh, to be young with the knowledge I have now, but alas, that's not possible.

I'm saying this knowing that old people will nod in agreement, and young people will stop listening when they knew I was old, but it makes me feel better to say it.