- In the new movie Hope Springs, the characters have been married 30 years and are in a rut. You guys, they look OLD. I mean, put-on-a-cardigan-and-slippers-and-puff-on-a-pipe old - and that was Meryl Streep's character (hah! I crack myself up). Jeff and I have been married 28 years. Does this mean that in two short years WE are going to look like cranky old fogies?
- I was looking at some volunteer opportunities online. One jumped out because they wanted you to "share your wisdom" (the first thing I thought was "believe me, you don't want MY wisdom" LOL) - but they were looking for people who are 60 years or older. Oh, that's pretty old, I thought. Than I realized that I'm only 11 years from 60. What? How can 60 be old, then?
I don't feel any particular age. Turning 30 didn't bother me (well, except for the massive blunder SOMEONE made with a less-than-optimal birthday gift), and turning 40 was no big deal. No angst, no mourning of my youth...it really was just another year. And while I've consistently held this attitude, it didn't always show on the outside. As I lost my excess weight, I cannot tell you how many people told me that I looked younger. It's amazing how many years you lose along with the pounds. I always joked that the extra fat in my face filled in the wrinkles and kept me younger-looking, but truly, there is a huge difference:
Left: 43 years old; Right: 48 years old.
I'm 49 years old. I know it sounds cliche, but I really do feel like I have a new lease on life, physically, since I've lost weight. Mentally I was always there, but now, the outside matches the inside. Just one more bonus to finally getting that weight off, and every day that I keep it off feels like I'm putting the exterior age on hold...or at least in the attic with my old picture.
Oh and also? I'm NOT old! ;)