Monday, April 20

Like Yellowed Paper

At work today I had a bit of a revelation. I am getting old. I know that I am not young young, belly button ring wearing party all night downloading music girl, but I still don't picture myself as that old. Right? I mean, I'm only 34 which is not even remotely close to that big one of 4-0. But today as I was updating our many many law books I was faced with the undeniable fact that I am getting really old. When a new law is made, or amended, or if an old man in Washington decides we need to add a ; somewhere, new pages are printed up and sent out. It is my all important job to pull out the old pages and replace them with brand new ones. I know, you are in awe of me. Admit it. Anyway, today I was replacing pages like usual when I was able to replace some really old pages. They were wrinkled and yellow with age, you could just tell they had been in the book for ages and ages. I glanced at the top to see when they were published. 5-96. That's right, as in May 1996. I realized with a start that it was the exact month I graduated from college. When I graduated from college (which seems not that long ago to me really) these pages were white and crisp and brandy new. Now they are weathered and yellowed and . . . old. Just like me.


Jen said...

That's so funny you wrote about that today. Just this past weekend, I was getting gas on Friday night and some kids (probably 19 or 20) came rolling in with their music blaring. I thought, how fun...the weather's getting nice and now we can roll our windows down and listen to music loud when we go out! Then, I thought...wait, I don't go out. I drop my kids off at the movies. WTF...MY KIDS are closer to 20 than I am! When the HELL did that happen!?!?!

I spent the rest of the weekend thinking about how old I am and how I never really do anything cool any more! wanna go get belly rings together???

Lindy said...

That's funny - in a awww kind of way!

My husband and I often comment that our fantasy neighborhood would be a senior citizen community and I am just creeping up on the big 3-0. How sad is that?!

Anonymous said...

Girls,no matter the age ...
"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming “WOO HOO! What a ride!”
Carol B.

Pam said...

Nice comment Carol!!

Kirsten - 34 IS young! Enjoy it!