How old would you be...
The final question in this 30 day blogging challenge is...
How old would you be if you didn't know how old you were.
Hmmmmm, I have always, my whole life felt like an 'old soul'. I always felt older than I was and I even associated with people much older than me. I have never really had friends my age, even now.
I will be 45 soon, hard to believe!!! Some days, I still look around at my life, the responsibility I have in providing for my family, raising my kids, being an adult and I think..."Wait just a minute...why am I in charge? I'm not old enough for all this responsibility! Who thought this was a good idea?" It's a head trip.
So, if I didn't know how old I really was, I would probably think I was in my early 30's. I think the 30's are still about growing up, finding your way; maturing. By 45, it just seems you should have your act together, be established in relationships, in your self with wisdom flowing freely and a substantial 401K.
Instead, I am not established in anything...living the starving artist kind of life and dragging three kids along with me. My 401 K wouldn't even buy me a weekend in Disneyland and my bank account is like a count down to homelessness. I can't even bring myself to check my accounts because I'm afraid to see that I only have $25 left to my name!!!
Ah...but I'm not 30, I'm getting old very fast and the truth is, I feel it everyday which makes it really hard to make any sense of this question actually.
If you go by the physical problems I have then I am really around 68 and should be getting social security and some pension from somewhere. I should be able to snack at the early bird hour and get a senior discount on food. I have arthritis, cataracts and hearing loss. My hearing aid broke almost two years ago so not only am I mostly deaf in one ear, the other one is going now and all my kids ever hear from me is 'WHAT?!' I have gone beyond bi-focals to tri's though, I can't really afford those either so I just have three different pairs of glasses I wear depending on the task I am doing. Yep, People at church talk to me and anymore, all I do is smile and nod...that might explain the strange looks I get because their question never gets answered.
How old would you be if you didn't know how old you were.
Hmmmmm, I have always, my whole life felt like an 'old soul'. I always felt older than I was and I even associated with people much older than me. I have never really had friends my age, even now.
I will be 45 soon, hard to believe!!! Some days, I still look around at my life, the responsibility I have in providing for my family, raising my kids, being an adult and I think..."Wait just a minute...why am I in charge? I'm not old enough for all this responsibility! Who thought this was a good idea?" It's a head trip.
So, if I didn't know how old I really was, I would probably think I was in my early 30's. I think the 30's are still about growing up, finding your way; maturing. By 45, it just seems you should have your act together, be established in relationships, in your self with wisdom flowing freely and a substantial 401K.
Instead, I am not established in anything...living the starving artist kind of life and dragging three kids along with me. My 401 K wouldn't even buy me a weekend in Disneyland and my bank account is like a count down to homelessness. I can't even bring myself to check my accounts because I'm afraid to see that I only have $25 left to my name!!!
Ah...but I'm not 30, I'm getting old very fast and the truth is, I feel it everyday which makes it really hard to make any sense of this question actually.
If you go by the physical problems I have then I am really around 68 and should be getting social security and some pension from somewhere. I should be able to snack at the early bird hour and get a senior discount on food. I have arthritis, cataracts and hearing loss. My hearing aid broke almost two years ago so not only am I mostly deaf in one ear, the other one is going now and all my kids ever hear from me is 'WHAT?!' I have gone beyond bi-focals to tri's though, I can't really afford those either so I just have three different pairs of glasses I wear depending on the task I am doing. Yep, People at church talk to me and anymore, all I do is smile and nod...that might explain the strange looks I get because their question never gets answered.
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