Remember that Sex in the City episode when Carrie turns 36 and she enters a new age group? (I am summarizing and guess at details, this could be wrong.) Well, I wasn’t feeling any older after my 26th birthday early this month until I was hounded with online surveys. I am a new demographic now and I don’t like it.
Every time I have to check that 26-35 box, I feel a year older. I actually miss 18-25. The 18-25 box made me feel young!
Really it shouldn’t matter. I mean, I am happy, I have a great job, a wonderful husband and a bright future to look forward to. These are all the things I told myself on my birthday. The reasons why I should not feel older. But still, the whole aging thing has snuck up on me. I am now in my late twenties. That is almost thirty!
It could be worse though, I could be B. He is in his late thirties! Or even worse than that, I could have a 26 year old daughter! Sorry Mom!
So in order to keep myself feeling young, I am boycotting online surveys. No more box checking unless your box says 18-40. That should keep me covered for awhile longer.
I watched that episode last night… weiiiiiiiiiiiird….
I don’t know WHAT you’re talking about…I turned 25 for the second time on the same day that you turned 26! Weird, huh? And mentally (and in maturity) I should still be able to check that 18-25 box for a few more years, I’d say!
I think there’s a Sex and the City episode to go along with just about everything a woman goes through in her life.
Maybe the key is to continue to think “outside the box”?
Lame joke, I know…