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8 Things I Am Too Old For

One of the beauties of getting older is that we can lighten our load. There are so many things we can get go of once we realize how pointless it was hanging on to them in the first place. And what’s that got to do with our health? Plenty!


Here’s an excerpt from an article by Huffington Post writer Michelle Combs called 8 Things I Am Too Old For. It includes a few American cultural references but you’ll get the drift.

There are things I am too old for. Time does change a person and I am finding that it is easier to accept these changes than to fight them. These are the things for which the ship has sailed:


1. Shutting Up — I no longer want to keep my mouth shut when I see an injustice. Or feel one. It’s not that I never spoke out, there were times when I did, but it was usually on behalf of someone else. Not for myself. I don’t know how much good it will do, but if I get treated like shit, I’m going to shout about it.

2. Worrying how I look to others — My husband and I had breakfast at an upscale café this morning, well, upscale compared to Waffle House. We were going grocery shopping afterward. My hair would have looked okay if I hadn’t run out of dry shampoo. Also, it’s possible I was wearing jeans that should have been washed three wearings ago. But really… jeans don’t ever get dirty, do they? There were four women sitting at the table next to us and every one of them was wearing an infinity scarf. I had a brief moment of panic. I kind of looked like a pan handler and my husband… well, he definitely looked like a pan handler. What would the infinity women think of me? Then I decided that their opinion of me wouldn’t change how my bacon and avocado omelet tasted. For the record, Waffle House has better coffee.

3. Guilty Pleasures. I no longer have any guilty pleasures. I just have regular pleasures. I don’t feel guilty about liking Lady Gaga. I don’t feel guilty about reading every Stephanie Plum book and I certainly don’t feel guilty about getting obsessive about a TV show and watching it over and over. I have moved on from Supernatural and Doctor Who. I am currently re-binge watching The Walking Dead. Because Daryl.

4. Uncomfortable shoes. Screw wearing uncomfortable shoes. I also don’t care if my socks match or not. If they mostly match, that’s good enough.

5. Making excuses for my messy house. You know why my house is messy? Because I don’t feel like cleaning right now. Also, it’s messy because I’m unorganized and a bit of a slob.

6. Accumulating stuff I don’t need. I cannot convey how much I am done with this. Nearly everything we have isn’t necessary or entertaining or comforting. We have less than two years before our youngest graduates and starts college. During that time it is my goal to relieve ourselves of at least half of everything we own. Maybe more.

7. Spending unnecessary time with people I don’t like. I actually started this one a few years ago. I used to go to lunch a few days a week with a group of co-workers. I don’t like them. They are mean, petty, and we don’t share the same interests. One day I looked at them while they were squabbling over sports or politics or a work project and thought what am I doing here? And then I stopped having lunch with them. Life is too short to spend unnecessary time with douche twizzles.

8. Finding the good in everyone I know. Sometimes, people are assholes. I’m sure even with the biggest asshole, if you do enough digging, you’ll find something good about that person. But why would I do that? Why have I done that? I don’t want to waste any more time than I have to on unpleasant people. People make their choices. If they decide to be insufferable, then so be it. I no longer feel compelled to find something attractive about people like that. I just want to move on from them as quickly and as painlessly as possible.

Take Michelle's lead, come up with your own list and feel lighter and happier. Or at least not like a douche twizzle. 

Published 30 September 2015. Photo Source: Bigstock.

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