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However, there was one sight that took away my appetite. We spent yesterday morning lounging at the pool. After lathering up with my SPF 100 sunscreen, I found a perfect shaded spot and was enjoying my latest read when Ma told me to look up from my book. Gripping the pool handrails was an old man (at least 80) wearing a leopard print speedo. YUCK! The saddest part was he really thought he looked good. With his bald head and wrinkle infested leathery skin, he was really wowing the ladies; I'm just not so sure it was for the right reasons. After I'd had a few moments to quit my gagging, one noodle-loving lady sauntered out of the Grim Reaper Pool bikini clad. I'm sorry but after you reach a certain age, like 30, it's time to retire your two pieces for a more modest approach.
Besides the shocking swimsuits, I really do feel like living in an active seniors community will be awesome. I'll join a book club, have long lunches with gal pals, dress my teacup poodle in ridiculous outfits, watch murder mysteries from the 2030s (that'll be the Murder She Wrote era for me), and eat copious amounts of strawberry ice cream. If only there was a way to go from college to retirement. Oh well I guess I'll just have to start my countdown to 2056 now.