How I know I'm getting old (er)
1. I cut off all of my hair, and didn't worry what my friends would say. After all....it's just hair and it will grow back  2. Olive velour jogging suits are looking very attractive to me...and comfy 3. I'm the way too cautious driver in the snow and rain, and I know everyone around me is screaming "HEY! YOU'RE FROM CHICAGO! WHY DON'T YOU KNOW HOW TO DRIVE IN THIS WEATHER?!" 4. I'm starting to believe a light supper is much better than a light breakfast 5. I can't stand the bed not being made during the day Any of this familiar? Are you seeing your own aging signs? |
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| oh funny -
sounds like you are just getting wiser  |
| YES!!!
* Elastic is My Friend. I am happiest in my jammies! * I would rather walk the dog or hang out at home (in said jammies) than go out on a Friday night |
his_armywife wrote: YES!!!
* Elastic is My Friend. I am happiest in my jammies! * I would rather walk the dog or hang out at home (in said jammies) than go out on a Friday night Amen, sister! |
| Oh my! I think I was born 60. All of the above are definitely me.
This year I have noticed; I appreciate a good wine (yes, and a good whine) I have learned to say 'no' Books are suddenly very interesting, although I still can't read novels I'd rather learn something Waterproof clothes, thick scarves and long cosy socks fill my wardrobe 
Baking is fun |
| You hit the nail on the head except for me, I could care less if the bed gets made everyday. No one sees it! |
Deb when you get to "I don't care how stylish they are I dress for comfort" (shoes) you know you've reached "old fart" stage.......I was there at somewhere in the 20's 
So Darcy is eternal  |
| haha susan!
yup, the bed has to be made everyday! pillows fluffed as you get off the sofa(you never know who may pop by) sweat pants are actually comfortable.. all that talk about a robe and slippers keeping you warm is true! new years day starts at 10 pm instead of midnight dancing with the stars is more fun than dancing in a bar when you leave for work and look in the mirror one last time, instead of saying ''yeah baby'' you say '' f-it'' |
Darcy wrote: when you leave for work and look in the mirror one last time, instead of saying ''yeah baby'' you say '' f-it''
Holy Cow!!!  I honestly can't remember the last time I said, "yeah baby" to myself in the mirror  |
debcram wrote: Darcy wrote: when you leave for work and look in the mirror one last time, instead of saying ''yeah baby'' you say '' f-it'' Holy Cow!!! I honestly can't remember the last time I said, "yeah baby" to myself in the mirror me either! sigh....that was yrs ago...lol |
| I know I'm older just b/c I'm starting to walk like I am.... me in fast motion is turtle slow according to mr. j
Combined with knowing all about things sagging to the ground and varicose veins replacing all the places you used to show off... I also get dizzy just from watching something go in circles whereas before... nothing could get me to puke. |
| At the ripe old age of 25 and 3/4 I think I might be getting old too:
I am also in the f- it stage when leaving the house Letterman is a mythical being that I do not think really exists Zombie flicks are not nearly as entertaining as they used to be I now wear the slippers and robe that my husband gave me two years ago Three drinks is alot My back hurts!!! and the real kicker..... The old clothes that my mom gives me now go into my closet instead of the Goodwill bin!!! The good news is that as mortified as I was when I turned 25, when I reach the 30 mark it should be prepared |
When you put something away, want it, can't find it, spend ages looking for it, give up and it turns up in the most unexpected place days later and then you wonder how it got there  
Trakky daks and Ugg boots becomes the required wear in winter and in summer thongs (Flip Flops) and longer shorts rather then short shorts to hide the gravity drooping butt  |
| Hi Lisa.
Talk about losing things. I spent ages looking for my sunglasses and couldnt find them, so wore a spare pair. I couldnt figure out why everyone was looking at me funny while I was driving. Found the lost sunnies. They were pushed up on my head. Just picture it. Crazy lady with one pair sunnies on her face and the other pair perched on her head. It pays to be prepared   |
| Y'all are funny!
I know I'm getting older, but I refuse to call it that. I call it becoming domesticated.
For me it meant learning to cook and bake. Actually having a sewing kit, knowing where it is, and using it to sew on the occassional button that falls off. Changing the oil in my car and rotating my tires on schedule! I'm so responsible now.
Deb, the only thing that worried me on your list is that olive velour suit thing...  |
| I like everyone's!!
I think having kids really did it for me. It takes "it's not about you anymore" to a new level. |
Beaureguard's Mom wrote: Deb, the only thing that worried me on your list is that olive velour suit thing...
That truly worries me too...  |
| Well I sent my daughter soem of these and she said she identifies with mos tof them - guess that makes me officiallly OLD |
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