Friday, September 21, 2012

God I'm old....

I turn 30 next week, but not only do I feel older than that, I act older than that as well. I blame this partly on C. I've told him since we first got together he's an 80 year old man, stuck in a much younger body. I mean how many 25 year olds do you know that can name every little section of not only your county but the neighboring county as well. You know, the sections that have roads named after them, the sections of the county that the old folks refer to by name, but leave you going where??? Yeah he can name those. He's old fashioned about most things, including technology and he will tell you he should have been born decades ago. These are all things that I love about him. And if you'd ever meet him, you'd get it, and it suits him so well. The rest I blame on the kids, because we all know they age you.

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, 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. it bedtime yet?


  1. Wait til 40 rolls around. It's a bucketload of fun. ;) Congrats on joining the Moose!

    Found you at the TGIF Blog Hop!


  2. Haha you sound like my daughter and she is only 23. Haven't you heard that 50 is the new 20??? I was a lot like you in my 30's because let's face it--Kids robs us of our youth! Now my kids are grown and (mostly) out of the nest. I have freedom once again, which is exciting, which in turn gives you energy and renewed interest in things. I stay up now well passed midnight, and yes, I am on Facebook (very addicting I might add), love to throw impromptu parties and OCCASIONALLY watch stupid reality shows. I like Bingo too, and I do know what a Moose Lodge is --here we have the Elks Lodge, but I haven't joined...yet! Funny blog post you have here! New follower on your GFC from the hop!