Life comes at you fast sometimes. Before you know it, we’re going to work every single day and paying bills… and that’s it. Our fountain of youth runs dry right before our eyes and then we’re all grey hair and wrinkles.
Sometimes, it helps to make some jokes about our aging rather than wallow in the pain of getting older. Laugh it off, it helps. Trust me.
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That’s how you know.
Everyone laughs when a young person falls because, well, they’re clumsy. But, if an old person falls, everyone is ready to call 911 and get them an ambulance. Trip and see which you are!
I never even realized kids don’t get it…
Kids today barely have landlines at home anymore, let alone flip phones. No one understands why we say “hang up” the phone because kids just click “end call.”
No one wants a burnt booty!
Bikinis look good on the youth, but you know what doesn’t look good? Sunburns. You know you’re old when that’s the first thing you think of.
It’s all downhill from here, sis.
It seems that as soon as we turn 21, our birthdays are fun and festive. Bars, drinking, big parties with our friends! But, as soon as we start seeing 30 coming at us… make it stop!
Let that name brand car come wreck me.
The older I get, the more I care about getting hit by the big cars than owning one. You know why? Because it means I’ll have more money in my pocket. That’s why.
These bags won’t leave.
When someone says we’re looking kind of pale or kind of run down we answer, “I’m just tired.” But, before our very eyes we begin to look tired every single day. How did this even happen?
They’re going to tell me dying is normal at some point.
No one likes to hear they’re getting older, but no one likes it when they hear it from their professional doctor. Don’t tell me, Doc. Let me pretend I’m 21.
Yikes, it’s that bad.
Just wait until your knees start to hurt because it’s about to rain. That’s when you know things are going south, you feel the weather.
The one with all the good veggies!
When you have a grocery store that you prefer, it means you’re home cooking a bunch. That means your financially responsible and means you’re… OLD!
Does anyone else do this, or just me?
I still call my mom and ask her what I should do or which doctor I should go to. I’m not 100% sure I’m ready to be a full-blown adult, despite having a master’s degree.
Why does everything hurt?
How is it possible that I didn’t drink a bottle of wine but feel like I drank two bottles of wine? Someone explain it to me, please, make it make sense.
This hard truth.
Sadly, I pretty much checked all these boxes, so I guess that means I’m officially an adult. Time to pour some wine and mull this realization over.
