Getting older kind of creeps up on you. You don't notice it happening, it all happens in the background until the day it slaps you in the face and laughs. Getting older always gets you in the end no matter who you are.
Tomorrow is my birthday and in my head I am and always will be 25. Reality however is that I will actually be 34. OMG 34! Next year I will be ticking the next group up on the age range boxes on forms.
Like I say in my head I am 25 but my body does not seem to take any notice of my brain, oh no, it just carries on merrily ageing and ignoring my resistance.
The other day I was driving along listening to radio one when this song came on. I immediately screwed up my face and muttered under my breath "The crap they come out with nowadays". My finger pressed the button to change the station.
That was when getting older slapped me. Horrified at my own ageing thoughts I pressed the button to change it back and endured the song. It was my way of denying I was indeed getting older.
It is not until it does slap you that you realise it has been there for a while, slowly moving in while you are blissfully unaware.
The signs were definitely there, I had just never acknowledged them. Saying things like "Oh that house looks nice, I love what they have done with the garden" as we drive past. I can remember being a child in the back of the car while my mum and dad had similar conversations.
I tried to do a roly poly for the kids not so long ago and ended up pulling a muscle in my neck. Yes the signs were absolutely, without doubt definitely there.
Have you had your slap from getting older yet? If so please tell me - I could do with a giggle!
Oh YES don't worry, and I'm only in my mid twenties. A girl walked past me in a skirt today and I said to my partner "I can practically see what she had for dinner!"...something my mum used to say!...yup I felt age slap me in the face like a wet fish! x
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Yes I too have found myself looking at what young girls are wearing and tutting under my breath! I just don't understand why you would wear shorts in this weather regardless of how thick your tights are.
DeleteOh yes. The first time I realised I was getting older was when someone remarked how young I looked for my age. Was meant to be a compliment, but it was the first time anyone had thought I was old enough for that to be a compliment. Grrr!!
ReplyDeleteBless you. In ten years time you might look at it differenty.
DeleteI hate to tell you but it gets worse. I'll be 35 this year. Since turning 34 (eek), I have accomplished several 'getting on a bit' things... like calling my daughter Daisy-woof and the dog Grace. Like putting the cheese in the washing machine (really). Like forgetting if it's 2011 or 2010. Like even forgetting how old I am - seriously, had to sit and count it out loud. I'm 34. I think.
ReplyDeleteI hate to be the one to break it to you but it is 2012 now!
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