When I realized that the up-and-coming Hollywood actresses are YOUNGER than I am. I had gotten so used to thinking that everyone in the limelight was older than me. Of course, Winona Ryder will always be marginally older than me, but does that even count anymore?
Aargh!
Also, when I started dating BF I felt like a dirty old woman because he’s about 8 years younger than me. I got over that a couple of years ago, though. Mostly… Every now and again I feel self conscious about the age difference, but I just have sex with him and it makes it all right again! Or does that make me a pervert?
I moved out at 20 and have been taking care of myself ever since. Some milestones?
Graduating community college and getting my first job.
Buying my first car.
Buying my first house.
Realizing no one else would make the decision for me to put a pet to sleep or not.
My baby brother getting married and having a kid.
Getting married.
Deciding (once or twice) if I wanted to stay married.
Being at my job long enough to realize I’d trained about half the staff.
Making career decisions (and changes.)
Making investment decisions.
Supporting the two of us when he was between jobs (not easy.)
My little baby step-brothers and sisters grew up and got lives.
Being called ma’am.
Being called Mrs. R____.
Not being carded.
Realizing I HATE most music made after 1990.
Wondering why kids wear what they wear.
I have to go take a nap now…wake me when the Lawrence Welk reruns come on…
You know you are old when the State troopers look like kids.
Your kids feel comfortable telling you a dirty joke.
You know you are an adult when you can stay up all night with a sick child and make a pact with the devil to march into hell if you could only shoulder its pain.
It’s very peculiar that nobody ever mentions taking ethical responsibility for anything.
That said, I realized I was a semi-adult when I noticed I had a problem with my teeth and intentionally called the dentist’s office to have it taken care of.
Or does that make me a pervert?