Now I understand!

I turned the big seven-oh last July, and since then I've lived in constant expectation of some major life-changing revelation.
But to be honest, nothing changed. I didn't really feel any different, life went on much the same as when I was in my sixties.
I started to relax and carry on as before, relieved that it seemed age was just a number after all.
Until yesterday, when shopping with my present wife in Lidl. I spotted a hose spray-nozzle attachment on sale, so put one in our trolley. Ours is leaking, so it was a good time to replace it.
As soon as we got home, I left herself to unpack the bags and headed out back to change the nozzle.
That's when it happened! I suddenly realised that I was actually excited about the new hose attachment... leaving my wife to struggle with the heavy bag of spuds and almost rushing out to try the variable spray settings.
Now I understand. This is what being in your seventies means.

Well sorry dont think its a 70's think it is the total joy of going out and buying something that was not food no matter how small the "new toy" is

Agree with you about some things you’re saying for def, I turned 50the other week and I swear to god it was the most deflating feeling being able to do nothing and go nowhere, , the restrictions just killed everything that I wanfed to without being greedy, and my children as well wanted to do with me at this once in a lifetime event like you’re 70th ,