Acting old involves a lot of different things. First off, neither of us have a Facebook. Can you imagine!?? Now don't get me wrong, we used to, both of us. Then we got married and mutually decided that we didn't need it so we both deactivated. I have to say, I don't really miss it. We live in a small town, with several surrounding small towns, and it's all drama. And no matter how much you try to stay out of it, some of the shit people sling and piss poor attitudes, always manage to make it's way in some form, around to everybody. I can tell you that while I miss reading lots of other peoples drama, err....life details and accomplishments, that my personal life is much more peaceful minus the Facebook. But how many 30ish year old people do you know that don't have a Facebook? Two now, but before that, what zero?? See...old. Hell, even my dad has a FB, and he's 73. So I'm unofficially older than 73.
Off tangent of being old, but still in regards to FB, you find out who your real friends are when you don't have Facebook. You'll have all these people who will tell you when you see them out places, that they just miss you so much, and blah blah blah. Who act like because you don't have FB, that you're unreachable. Said people ALL have my cell phone number, but guess how many call or text? Yep, I can count them on one hand. Hell, I can count them on just a couple fingers. If they missed me so much you'd think that they'd pick up the phone, but nope. And I know it works both ways, and I do make an effort to talk to some of these people, but I am always the one to initiate, and it's rarely reciprocated in any way. ...endrant.
We also joined the Moose Lodge. I hope all of you know what the Moose Lodge is, but for those that don't, it's mostly old men, and their wives, who drink beer, smoke cigarettes, sit around and talk, and play card scratcher/pull-tab gambling games. They have dances, and bands play, and they serve super cheap bar food, but you have to be a member to get in (or go with a member). I'm sure they do other shit too (fundraisers for good causes and shit), but that's the gist of it. While I admit that it was Crickets idea to join (what normal 25 year old acts like this??), I must tell you that I'm super excited to play bingo. Bingo has always constituted an "old person" game in my book, so therefore I must now be old. C fits right in with the old men, and he's super stoked to have an establishment to go to that he can smoke inside of, and drink beer.
Also in my old age, I long for the bed way before midnight. It used to be nothing for me, or us to stay up til the wee hours of the morning, hanging out, drinking beer, doing whatever. Now, at 9pm I'm yawning and it's all I can do to hold my eyes open til 11. I mean, wtf happened? A year ago I wasn't like this. I don't have any deficiencies, I've been checked, so what gives? I guess just the fact that I'm old. I guess work, the kids, C, and all the running we do is just catching up to me, or maybe my old lady like actions are the cause? I do know that I now have wayyyyy more respect for the fact that my dad was 43 when i was born. How the hell he managed to keep up with all of it, and still be kicking is beyond me at this point. I feel like this at 30 I can only imagine how he felt. Now...is it bedtime yet?