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The horror of realizing you are old....(for fun)


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Oh the horror when you're looking over your grocery receipt and you realize the cashier gave you the senior discount which, according to the store website, is for age 55+. And you're still a few years away . . .

I was in Walgreens and the clerk just yelled out that it was senior citizens day and everyone in line was getting the discount without showing their ID and we all needed to just live with that because she was old enough for it and we all looked like we could pass, too. It was really pretty funny the way that she handled it.

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For my last driver license picture my son told me how ancient I looked--yes, not merely old, but "ancient," but somehow "ancient" seems better than old, something to laugh about. I said it had already been that way for several licenses in a row. But then when I look back at the last "ancient" one, it looks so much younger than the new "ancient." 

 

My son is young compared to my age, and to a certain degree that keeps me feeling a little less old, I think. But several of my contemporaries have grandkids already. And when I am with the other parents at co-op--where most, though not all seem a lot younger, including some that look young enough that I could be their parent, I feel old.

 

On the other hand, the change in styles from when my parents were kids to when I was were more hugely different than from when I was to now. Jeans are cut different, but it is still mainly jeans. 

 

This means that sometimes I see some kid who looks "exactly" like my long lost friend X from high school--until I remember that my long lost friend X is probably grey and "ancient" now.

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The momentary giddiness when you think a stranger has mistaken your older son for your much younger boyfriend and the sinking pit in your stomach when you realize that they have actually mistaken you for your younger son's granny.

 

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The joy of fishing your dream curriculum that you could never afford for abovementioned older son out of the dollar discount bin (or your friends' recycle bins) and the embarassment of realizing what your younger son's peers' moms think of you for using something so cheesy and hokey and dated.

 

BTDT too, but wouldn't trade it for the world. Or $2,700 worth of charter school funds for Bravewriter and Beast Academy. :lol:

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It's not that I think women over 50 can't be attractive, it's just that none of them hang out in the mirror with that stranger who brushes her teeth every time I brush my teeth and washes her face every time I wash my face.

 

Is it sick or sad or sinful or something else bad that starts with the letter "s" that I think about the fact that it would be perfectly safe to walk right past every abusive ex from my entire misplaced youth because none of them would recognize me or even imagine, in their wildest and most vindictive fantasies, that something like this could ever happen to my body?

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The one thing that recently made me really realize that I am old is when my mom made a comment that one of the "kids" from the neighborhood I grew up in turned 60. We "kids" from that wonderful childhood are now mostly 50_60. And honestly it does not feel like it's been decades since we were kids.

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...when you go get your hair cut after at least a year of wearing it almost entirely in a ponytail, and because you are more gray on the crown of your head than around your face and the nape of your neck, your precious son, that surprise baby who is the apple of your eye, says to you, "Mom, why did you have them color your hair gray?"

 

 

ETA:  and when it doesn't even phase you that said son turned 21 a couple weeks ago...that's when you know you're over the hill.

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and when it doesn't even phase you that said son turned 21 a couple weeks ago...that's when you know you're over the hill.

 

 

When somebody says it's way past time you talked to your son about porn and you choke in disbelief and say, "The BABY?!?!?!?!"

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That creaky when you get up thing.

It's a thing now.

This is really unacceptable.

It's not an injury or anything in particular, which makes it that much worse.

It's just general creakiness.

Ugh.

I laughed and laughed several years ago over a comic, can't remember which one.

 

A man and woman are getting out of bed in the morning.

He rolls over and groans.

She sits up and her back pops.

He puts his feet over the side of the bed and whole snap, crackle thing happens.

She stand up and there's more popping and she sighs.

He looks across the bed at her and says, "Remember when we made more noise getting into bed than getting out of it?"

 

Hahaha... Wait....yeah. I do... *sigh*

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I went for an eye exam a couple years ago and I was asked if I wore bifocals. I was really annoyed. What the heck? Bifocals? Do I look old enough to wear bifocals? No one has ever asked me that before.

 

I have an eye appointment today. I think I need bifocals 😟

I had bifolcals..... at age 3.....

 

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When I went to get my wisdom teeth out a few years ago.  I think I was 40 (I am 45 now.)  The girl getting me ready looked 12 and said "we don't usually get people your age in here for wisdom teeth out".  :ohmy:

 

When I look in the mirror and see the old person with all the wrinkles  :001_huh:

 

When I realized I graduated 28 years ago this year :svengo:  

 

 

 

 

 

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I still get carded for booze. 

 

I got carded well into my thirties. I've always looked younger than my actual age though it wasn't always a good thing, especially back in the day when I wanted to look older. If only I felt younger than my age. I'd be happy to trade younger looks for a younger feeling body.

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I am stuck in the middle..LOL. I am over 50 but in classes with kids who are the age of my kids. So...history classes where we discuss things that happened in teh 60's and 70's....and Me and the prof are the only ones who were alive and recall them as they happened :) It's weird though because I still look so much younger than my friensd from college. So many have white (or no) hair. 

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I realized I was old when American Girl came out with the 'historical' doll from the 1970s! :blink:

 

(Yeah, my grandmother sold Tupperware & we had that same pitcher & glasses, we had the exact same terrarium, I had the same style bike, etc.... Oh, and Tang! Can't forget the Tang!)

 

:lol:

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I realized I was old when American Girl came out with the 'historical' doll from the 1970s! :blink:

 

(Yeah, my grandmother sold Tupperware & we had that same pitcher & glasses, we had the exact same terrarium, I had the same style bike, etc.... Oh, and Tang! Can't forget the Tang!)

 

:lol:

 

 

 

How about Billy Joel being played on the oldies station!

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My sister and I were just talking about this the other day...  We realized that when we were in high school, the school backpack wasn't even invented yet!  Or wasn't a "thing" yet.  We just carried our pile of books around everywhere.  

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That, and trying to explain the concept of Saturday Morning Cartoons to my 5 year old, who has had access to on-demand programming his whole live and only watches any live TV when the internet is down...and at that point has a 24/7 broadcast kids' TV station to watch (Qubo).

 

Oh my goodness, that is true!  Saturday morning cartoons were one of the highlights of my week!

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How about Billy Joel being played on the oldies station!

 

Hubby and I have learned to look for oldies stations when we travel.  They make the miles pass away so quickly as we reminisce.

 

We still haven't decided whether that's a good thing or not (having learned to look for Oldies Stations).  We decided not to discuss that aspect further.   :lol:

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How about walking into a shop that sells vintage items and realizing you once owned many of the items now considered vintage. That happened to me just this week. :D

I went to a city MUSEUM and they had typewriters, phones and cameras on display all of which I had once used LOL.

 

You know you had your kids a little later then your peers when your DH takes your 6yo son to get his hair cut and the 20 yo hairdresser asks DS if he is having a nice day out with his grandpa LOL.

DH is early 40s.

 

When my youngest was a newborn, my mum, (19 years older then me and always young looking) kept getting congratulated on her new baby... everyone just assumed he was hers...even when I was carrying him....and no...I don't look too young to have a baby...I was 36 at the time LOL. My mum thought it was fabulous...I was less impressed.. LOL.

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Hubby and I have learned to look for oldies stations when we travel. They make the miles pass away so quickly as we reminisce.

 

We still haven't decided whether that's a good thing or not (having learned to look for Oldies Stations). We decided not to discuss that aspect further. :lol:

Two summers ago while driving my minivan home from grocery shopping, listening to the "lite FM classic hits" station, I had to crank up a song I used to dance to at the bars in college. I may have used my sister's ID to get into the bar...

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For me, it was the last time I visited home and it sank in that my parents have gotten old. Like, approaching the time when one or the other may need to lean on me, old like I remember my grandparents were when I was young.

 

That, and trying to explain the concept of Saturday Morning Cartoons to my 5 year old, who has had access to on-demand programming his whole live and only watches any live TV when the internet is down...and at that point has a 24/7 broadcast kids' TV station to watch (Qubo).

 

Oh yeah don't remind me.  Some evil twit thought CCD classes should take place on Saturday mornings (to ruin cartoon watching).  Of course now this would be no big deal at all.

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I know what is fun about that?  LOL  I just have these moments sometimes where I think, "Oh my gawd, I'm that old uncool mom person now." 

 

Crazy thing is I don't feel all that different.

My mom told me once that you never feel different inside. That you always think of yourself as that 35 or 40 year old - and then you catch a glimpse in the mirror and jump. 

 

I joked with some people that you know you are old when you hear the song, "Hot blooded" by Foreigner, and you think, "This guy has a fever of 103 and he is trying to pick up girls? He is sick as a dog!  He needs to go home to bed while his mom brings him some chicken noodle soup!!"

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Two summers ago while driving my minivan home from grocery shopping, listening to the "lite FM classic hits" station, I had to crank up a song I used to dance to at the bars in college. I may have used my sister's ID to get into the bar...

I'm so "classic" that they didn't even check ID back in my day.  Yes, I actually did the "Staying alive" line dance in the bar, where you point your finger.  (Ah, ah, ah, ah...staying alive! Staying alive!)

(Slinks away...)

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When you watch old reruns from the 1980's and think, "I used to dress like that. I used to be hip. I knew the latest fashions."

 

And then you realize that was THE LAST TIME you were on top of the fashion scene.

 

Not that this happened to me last night while I was watching Family Ties or anything...

 

 

But, admit it, you didn't really care. :D

 

I was in Goodwill the other day and found THE sweater I'd been looking for all my life.  It looked just like Mr. Rogers' sweater.  It was navy.  It had buttons.  It was the right weight, the right gauge, and it felt AWESOME.  Bought it immediately and it was even 50% off.

 

Came home to see how I could find another.  I can't.  It's an American company that sold out around 1980.  It doesn't exist.  My husband was helpful, "You know, someone just cleaned out some old guy's closet."  

 

Yes, probably.  Still, I love that sweater.

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I'm a year away from the age my mom passed away! That's a sobering thought. 

 

Same here.  I'm the same age my mom was when she was diagnosed with terminal cancer.  She passed away within 6 months.

 

My dh, whose parents are still alive and healthy, didn't really understand why this is bothering me.  I've never worried much about birthdays, but the next two will be hard.

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Growing up we had a rotary phone.  I was once at a church basement and saw one so I showed my kids.  Otherwise they would be completely unaware such a thing existed.

 

We had one rotary phone on the wall in the hall - and it was on a party line. Very few even know what those are any more. 

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Growing up we had a rotary phone.  I was once at a church basement and saw one so I showed my kids.  Otherwise they would be completely unaware such a thing existed.

 

Ds saw one at a store billing itself as selling "vintage home decor". Yeah, it's a decoration now.

 

Anyway, he asked if you had to dial every digit of someone's phone number and wait for it to go back to the start. Uh, yep. And if someone had several nines or zeros in their number you hated calling them. ;)

 

My mom told me once that you never feel different inside. That you always think of yourself as that 35 or 40 year old - and then you catch a glimpse in the mirror and jump. 

 

 

I would somewhat agree with her, though I would up it to 40-45. Sometimes I'm shocked when I remember my age. Women my age used to be old ladies. On the bright side, people are living longer and many (certainly not all) of us are trying to stay healthy and active, so old is older than it used to be. :)

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One of my first clues was when I was trying to dose one of my sick kids, and I couldn't read the label.  (I handed it to the child, of course, and had him read me the instructions.)  I need bifocals, but I'm not giving up my contact lenses just yet.

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When I went to get my wisdom teeth out a few years ago.  I think I was 40 (I am 45 now.)  The girl getting me ready looked 12 and said "we don't usually get people your age in here for wisdom teeth out".  :ohmy:

 

When I look in the mirror and see the old person with all the wrinkles  :001_huh:

 

When I realized I graduated 28 years ago this year :svengo:  

 

I had my wisdom teeth out this summer and had a terrible reaction to it, face blew up like a balloon. I went in to have the dentist check everything out, he tells me, "Well at our age our body sometimes can't handle the trauma." HE was in his 60's I was ONLY 34, what does he mean at "our age!"

 

Then his assistant tells me, "Yeah, at this advanced age there can be complications." 

 

I wanted to kick both of them in the shins. :glare:

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