Well, then. That’s the day I’m calculated to die according to Death Clock. See here …
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And I’m not buying it. Call it denial. I can live with denial. For a damn long time. See, it’s always the ornery ones who last the longest and I’ve decided I’m going to live to be in my 90s. Not my 80s. I had two grandparents, one on my mother’s side of the family – Grandma Florence – and one on my father’s side of the family – Grandpa Jens – who both lived into their 90s. I’ve got a pretty good chance of making it to my 90s with those genetics bombarding me.
Plus, I refuse to die on a Monday. It’s just so darned cliché.
Shall we place bets?
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Thanks to blogging buddy LK Winter for sharing this app on his blog.
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Based on our calculations you will die on: Tuesday, 1st September 2048.
That’s only a few days before my birthday. I’m not having that.
One of my grandmothers lived into her 80′s, the other is still with us. My paternal great-grandmother lived well into her 90′s and my maternal great-grandmother lived to be 104. I plan to be around to annoy people for a long, long time.
I’m with you, Angelia!
There are lots of things the Death Clock doesn’t factor in, like will to live, extent of social connections, proclivity toward engaging in risky behaviors (other than smoking and drinking alcohol – what’s the longevity of a stunt person?). When I answered the quiz, I said that I was emotionally neutral, rather than optimistic, but Hubby indicated I’m more optimistic than neutral. Obviously, the results should be taken with a grain of salt. However, the countdown made me realize how precious life is and that it’s not going to last forever.
Wow, 104 – now that’s an age to strive for!