We Have a New Bathroom Scale

Can I handle the truth?

Photo by i yunmai on Unsplash

My husband and I are on the other side of 65. I would like to think I’m gracefully taking aging in stride; I stopped coloring my hair, am writing and reading more, sleeping in and, to be honest, letting a little more meat get on the bone, so to speak.

My husband, on the other hand, has taken to aging the way one would to a nest of invading fire ants: total and…