Getting older with painful finger(s)

One of my New Year resolutions for this year is to learn one sport, one musical instrument and one foreign language. So to kick start (at August, of course) my resolution, I have brought a guitar last week.

O Man! Not that I mind the pain a lot, what I don’t like is the fact that I am slow. When I shared to the Mrs., I got the usually response “You are too negative la, you are doing fine”. For once, I did not disagree with her out right. I am sure that I am doing fine as a middle age oldie, but I am definitely not fine as the young handsome that I think I am.

This is not the first sign that I am no longer young and handsome. I start to find myself feeling hard to remember new stuff, hard to recall what I should know accurately and hard to feel excited (not what you are thinking YOU PERVERT) about new thing in life.

Not that I have nothing to look forward to when I am getting old, you know. My father is way more manly and attractive at forty than in thirty, and maybe finally I can get some better service in the restaurant (why are they always dis-ing the younger one, they are usually the one with the most disposable income), people will at least listen to what I have to say before kick me out of the room (or store), you know, little benefits here and there.

In general, just like life, getting old suck. Assuming I can actually learn how to play the darn thing, I am way past the age that I can:

a) Entice some young and naïve (and beautiful and loaded, why not),

b) Looking like a rock star (rolling stone joke insert here),

c) Not looking like a geek (image a middle age fatso with a guitar that hanging in front of him at a awkward angle because of the belly),

d) Play more than 15 minutes without straining some muscle.

If I am going to have a daughter and I get to play for her for a few years (before the parents are geek age), it will be all worth it I guess. Never thought of playing for the Mrs. though, does it automatically make be a sucky hubby (don’t ask)?

Wishing myself luck, I am not sure if I am looking forward to learn the other two. I love to learn (still, at least) new stuffs you know, just the feeling of no cool (kewl?) that deflate me.

Chill and Rock On (do they still say that?)