In the spirit of my birthday I have found myself wondering exactly what “Teen Me” would have thought of “Old Lady Me.”
First of all, I’m pretty sure I would have hated my own hair. When I was a teenager I was so rude I went around telling my mom not to cut her hair short because only “old” ladies did that. (Sorry Mom!) Old Lady Me loves my super short hair and thinks it’s easy and cute!
Secondly, I’m pretty sure Teen Me would have been surprised that one of my most important life skills these days is driving. I mean, Teen Me spent alot of time worrying about what college to go to, what to major in, and what to do with her life. Who knew she would spend it driving?? Driving to the store. Driving to school. Driving to soccer. Driving to ballet. And everywhere else in between. Teen Me did not care about driving. Seriously, I didn’t really bother learning until I went to college. I didn’t want to be hassled with insurance bills and gas money. I just went around bumming rides from my friends, walking, or riding the bus. Old Lady Me can’t live without driving.
To say nothing of Old Lady Me’s other most important life skill, which is changing diapers. Suffice it to say, I don’t think Teen Me would have been impressed.
Lastly, I think Teen Me would think I was joking if I told her that for Old Lady Me’s birthday present to myself I cleaned out my closet. I think the converstaion would’ve gone something like this:
Teen me: “How’d your birthday go, dude?”
Old Lady Me: “Oh, I had the most wonderful day. I cleaned out my whole closet. I feel so happy, I just want to stare and stare at it.”
Teen me: “Ha hahahahahahahaha ……. ha ……..ha…….. wait, aren’t you joking?”
Luckily for Teen Me and Old Lady Me, I do have my dear husband. We both like him! He saved my birthday from being so mundane. I think Teen Me would’ve approved the little birthday party he planned for me. (out to eat at a restraunt where they hassle you on your birthday, bowling with friends, and ice cream cake!) Old Lady Me even thought the party was *gasp* fun. The only thing that Teen Me would’ve disapproved of was the fact that Old Lady Me hasn’t had fun in such a long time that it took me a minute to realize what the good happy feeling actually was!
Overall, I have to hope Teen Me would like Old Lady Me.
(If she was feeling nice when she met me.)
Dear, dear Carrie! I love you so much! I have to admit when I read the maniacal laughter of “Teen” you I could just picture you laughing explosively and then suddenly stopping as you realized “Old” you was totally serious. I love it!