Seven months ago, if you asked me if I was old. My answer would have been no.
I never felt old. And 33 is a long way from old. But these days, I feel old. I feel ancient. I know, I know... I shouldn't.
But I can't shake it.
At first, I thought I felt this way because many of my co-workers are MUCH younger than I am. They are young enough they remember be 8 or 9 when the Spice Girls were big. I was finishing high school, starting college when the Spice Girls were cool. Yeah, they were cool in the 1990s. Some of my co-workers don't remember when Challenger blew up. (Granted I was in the second grade, but I remember it, damn it!)
That kind of makes me feel old -- almost ancient.
But I don't think that is the only thing that is making me feel old these days.
I think I feel older because they days seem to pass by so quickly. They are almost gone in a blink of the eye. At work, I never feel like I have enough time to do everything that I need too. At home, I feel like the To-Do list is just too big to get done. There never feels like there is time to stop and enjoy the little things. Shoot, I struggle sometimes to find time to read for pleasure -- and there is a very large backlog of pleasure reading.
It makes me think that in order to feel young, we still have to have a little fun... still find the time to make memories ... still enjoy the little things even as we push for the big things.
I'm 33, I shouldn't feel old.
Age is just suppose to be a number...A NUMBER not a feeling.
On the exercise front:
And I know everyone would like to know how the exercise is going with the Elliptical machine...exercise is still evil and I think the machine came from hell. Needless to say, I make a good effort every morning to get up and use it before I get ready for work.
I have lost 7 pounds. That has to be something, I guess.
