Saturday, July 12, 2008

You know you're getting old when...

So, here's my realization for the day...I'm getting old. It's not the fact that I turned 31 last week. Okay, it's not JUST the fact that I turned 31 last week. It's not just the fact that my idea of a night out is going to Hobby Lobby. Or that if you really want to get wild, throw in a trip to the grocery store (or better yet, Aldi's!) It's not just that my priorities have changed from caring about what I looked like to caring about what my house looks like. It's not just the fact that the UPS man called me "ma'am" last week. It's not just that my knees creak when I try to get out of the floor with Grayson. It's all those things combined, along with the fact that a 2 year old's birthday party wore me out today. I mean, WORE ME OUT, as in I laid on the couch, so thirsty that I couldn't even produce enough saliva to swallow, but I could not make myself get up to get me a drink. Now, granted, I did have 25 lb. 9 month old attached to my hip for most of the day. But, still....

In my mind, I'm still in college. I'm still relatively in touch with pop culture. Only, I'm not still in college or in touch with pop culture, unless pop culture includes Noggin and Nickelodeon. Truth is, I am a "ma'am." Next step, minivans and soccer practice...

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