Wait, What Just Happened?

Getting old: it happens to us all no matter how vehemently we deny it or how aggressively we fight it. One day you’re sitting there worrying about whether that new top you bought will make the splash you hope for on the first day of school, the next you’re lying awake worrying about how you’re going to pay next month’s mortgage. How does that even happen? Where does the time go? When do you actually make that transition from ‘young care-free days’ to ‘stress-induced hernia days’? When exactly do you graduate from being scared of the bogeyman to being afraid of the taxman? Or from staying up all night ‘just because’ to being reduced to tears if the baby keeps you up past midnight because you can’t keep your eyes open?

When does the phrase ‘I’m too old for this sh*t’ actually become part of your daily inner monologue?

Sigh.

Getting old is no fun.

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17 thoughts on “Wait, What Just Happened?

  1. Totally agree. But on the other hand, getting older has made me a LOT less hard on myself. I’m finally realizing that whatever I’m able to manage is good enough. Life is a lot less stressful when lived that way!

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    1. So true! I guess that’s an important sign that you’re growing up: when ‘good enough’ is not the same as giving up. It’s about learning to be happy with what you can manage instead of wasting time worrying about what you can’t

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  2. I was just looking through some old college photos (how has it been 15 years?) thinking many the same things. How did I go from the “carefree” college days (also found pictures of my psychotic stalker ex) to where I am now? And how have I still not figured out what I want to do with my life?

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    1. Lol! I’m dreading that! I’m not 30 yet but pregnancy and a baby have given me back pain that just doesn’t end and everyone keeps telling me wait till you get older 😦

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  3. Is interesting how our lives seem to change so seamlessly that we don’t really notice until something (almost) harshly reminds us that we’re not whatever/whomever we were before.

    I honestly don’t *really* know how I ended up where and who I am today, in this moment. Yet I know I want anywhere near here before. I also know I Newberry would have imagined my life this way, though I did have dreams of such a life.

    All I can figure is that between experiences and doing the living, we (and maybe aren’t supposed to) notice the changes within us. πŸ™‚

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  4. So true!! I wonder the same… it seems like it was yesterday that I was thinking that these days would never happen to me! But sometimes Im glad they are happening because I realize now they aren’t as bad as I used to think the were haha!!

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