|Know what this is? You’re old.|
I was perusing Facebook this weekend (or as I call it, taking a mental health break from editing photos) when I stumbled across a photo of two high school friends. They looked … exactly like they looked two decades ago.
It should have made me feel young. Look! I went to high school with girls who still have it! It did the opposite. They look like we just graduated.
I keep spotting grey hairs in the mirror.<
When did this happen? When did I become an adult?
When did I start feeling OLD?
Was it when I became a mom? I don’t think so. I left the hospital feeling like a teenager, wondering how they could possibly trust me with a human being. Were they nuts? I could barely balance my checkbook … and now I had to balance motherhood and a career?
It’s been 8 years.
It’s gotten better. Or perhaps I’ve just come to accept that she’s a kid, so I must be a grown up, or at least get really good at pretending to be one.
How does one pretend to be an adult? A few rules:
1. Getting excited about getting the mail is not done. You used to get cool magazines. Now you get bills.
2. Turn the music down … or at least blame the kids for blasting that jam.
3. Buy kale. Eat kale.
4. Go to the farmers’ market for the vegetables. Bypass the baked goods.
5. Stay home on a Friday night. Be happy about it.
6. Get up by 7 a.m. Every. Day.
7. Tell stories about “when I was young” to the cashier at the grocery store.
8. Be horrified that your teenage babysitter hasn’t watched any of the classics … like Top Gun. Rectify immediately.
9. Have a teenage babysitter. Remember when you WERE the teenage babysitter. Mention the latter frequently.
10. Moan about the price of gas.
I’m there. How about you?
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