Thursday, February 17, 2011

Total Freaking IDIOT

I am referring to myself here. Because who else makes it through the majority of a year thinking they're a different age than they are? AND NOT A YOUNGER AGE. I would at least call myself pleasantly delusional if I'd spent the last year thinking I was a year younger than I am. But no, I spent the last year thinking I was 37 when, in fact, I was 36. It was only today that I realized my mistake. My birthday is coming up in a few weeks, so I was thinking about what it was going to be like to be 38, so dangerously close to 40. And then I realized, WAIT. Big Daddy is turning 40 this year, and I'm 3 years younger than him. That means I am only 36 going on 37. WTF? How did I spend a whole year thinking I was older than I was?? I don't remember the exact moment after my last birthday when this dementia kicked in, but lets just say I can't actually remember thinking I was 36. EVER. What an idiot!

Well, at least I get to have another year before facing that awful 38. And I can still refer to myself as Mid-Thirties. Without lying about it. (Small consolation to what is evidently the early onset of Alzheimers.)


CaraDee said...

Take solace. I remember back at the pool this summer, you said you were 36, so it was probably only pregnancy brain that made you think you were older.

J.J. said...

I find that hilarious only because I just did the same thing. Someone asked me how old I was and I told them 36. My wife looked at me and said, "Uh, no honey, you're 35." A little embarrassing but I was more perplexed than embarrassed as to how I had gone for months thinking I was a year older.

Hildie said...

Once you leave 35 in the rearview mirror, all the numbers blend together. Which why I'm a teensy bit excited to turn 40.

P.S. Any birthday ideas?

Rachel Sue said...

If it makes you feel any better, when someone asks me how old I am I really have to think about it.

Erica said...

I forget how old I am all the time. It just stopped mattering to me what my actual age was, I was counting my age by marriage.

Although, this year I've been reminded.

Really though, 37 is such a small number in the eternal picture.