~ You are no longer a “young” single adult, as per your Church;
~ You are no longer a member of the key demographic of 18-34;
~ You are one of the last generations that learned how to type on actual typewriters;
~ You are one of the last generations that learned to play music on turntables;
~ You are one of the last generations that tuned into television with antennas;
~ Your generation played on playgrounds with asphalt and metal jungle gyms;
~ You're part of the X generation, but pre-date the Y generation;
~ Prince’s song about “1999” was about a year that was AGES away;
~ You still can’t believe that Y2K was years ago;
~ You find yourself having short-term memory loss for no apparent reason;*
~ You’ve stopped dying your hair;
~ You find grey hairs in other strange places;
~ Bits and parts of you creak when you try to use them;
~ Your parents are retired and on Social Security;
~ Your “baby” brother is going to be 30 this year;
~ Your younger siblings have been married for more than five and ten years;
~ You worked at one job the same amount of time that you spent in regular schooling;
~ You realize that your first boyfriend’s oldest kid is the age that his dad was when you and he first met;
~ Your high school and class reunions are coming up on the 15 and 20 year mark;
~ The next major milestone birthdays are the ones with 0's on the end of them;
~ You start rounding up on your age six months in advance so you get used to the number by the time your actual birthday rolls around; and
~ You decide to start adding the numbers of your age together and have your inner child start acting that age instead of your real one.
So, happy freaking b-day to me. Today, I am 9!
*I’m sure there are more items for this list, but these are just the ones I can remember.
5 comments:
Happy Birfday, sistah!
Oy. Getting old sucks the big one. Adults try to tell us this will happen when we're stupid teenagers but we don't listen.
So happy 27th birthday Auntie Nettie. I mean, you are 27 right? You said to just add the digits to equal your age and 2+7=9.
ps-That's quite a list of things. I'm proud to say that I learned to type on a typewriter. And I remember tv's with antenna. Hell, I remember tv's in black and white. So I guess that I too am classified as old. *sigh*
I hope you had a delightful birthday day! I hope that this year you are wiser than the 9 year olds that I teach. Or not.
Poor Auntie Nettie. She is taking this "getting old" thing so harshly. Glad that I am not as old as she. :)
xoxoxo. I am the next to turn 9, by the way!
@Anonymous -- 27? Me thinks you didn't read item 2 very well, but I thank you.
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