Thursday, December 9, 2010

It is Official.

I am old.

Here is the mounting evidence that is pointing me to this conclusion:

  • I don't like to drive at night
  • When I get out of my neighborhood, I don't know whether to turn left or right because I all the sudden have no idea where it is I am supposed to be heading
  • Coffee gets more and more appealing
  • Coffee is appealing at all times of the day
  • I call my kids every name but their own
  • I like to eat dinner at 5 pm
  • My short term and long term memory is suffering
  • I think it is, I can't really remember
  • Nothing sounds tastier than a pot of brown beans and a chunk of cornbread
  • While perusing the aisles of Target, I almost bought a "brain workbook"...trying to get back all that my brain was once capable of
  • The hours, days, months, and years are really starting to fly by
  • I can't remember what month we are in, let alone the day it is
  • Gaither shows sometimes make an appearance on Saturday nights
  • Comfortable flats are more appealing than stilettos
  • I'm learning to say no to what I hate to do
  • And not letting that "no" affect me so much
  • I like to go to bed early
  • My natural silver highlights are taking over
I think the evidence is unmistakable, don't you?

2 comments:

  1. Well, you are married to an old man!!!!

    Love ya babe!

    EJ

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  2. natural silver highlights, bahaaaaa love that!

    and who the heck knows how old we are anymore, i seriously can never remember :)!

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